Read Wolf Asylum for Free Online

With fewer obstacles colliding with her, she began to increase her distance from danger by leaps and bounds. Above the trail in the opening of the trees, the nearly full moon cast its light on the path illuminating the way. The tunnel in the trees seemed to stretch on forever and the harder Nancy pushed, the smaller her corridor became. She wanted to collapse and wait for death, but something inside her told her to press on. Salvation was near, she could feel it.
    In the distance the monsters began to change. They were coming.
    If Nancy could have stopped sobbing and snorting long enough, she may have heard the demonic transformations and howls of joy happening. Her mind had moved into survival mode and nothing else computed with her. She had been running so fast she hadn’t realized her feet were bleeding from the jagged rocks she had cut them on during her flight. The blood would help to amplify her course for her pursuers; she was unaware how grave her situation was becoming.
    The sounds of change ended and a new shrill filled the woods; the commencement of the hunt. A distant growl and the forest was again silent, but only for a moment. The first kill came quickly; a man that Nancy had not known personally but had seen as they were escorted from the mine. He was in his forties and not in good shape. His screams were short lived, only to be ended with a gargle that drifted through the tree tops like the chime of a clock.
    The second strike came on the heels of the first; a woman in her fifties that Nancy had known as Julie. She had been independently wealthy, the beneficiary of a large divorce settlement ten years earlier. She was snuffed out with a whimper.
    Nancy was running out of time and unless something occurred to her soon, she knew that Darwin would be lapping at her backside in mere moments. The trees seemed endless, as did her escape route. The smell of skunk cabbage drifted past her nose briefly and she considered stopping to investigate. The smell was pungent, but would it be enough? Her mind went binary, flipping between zero and one; yes and no before siding with no. She reached down inside her soul and found the last spec of adrenaline in her spirit and stoked her inner fire. She moved on faster than before, her sobs restrained as she focused. Her next few minutes would be live or die for her.
    When she hit a man-made gravel intersection, it reminded her of a walking trail at McCarran Park. With a nearly full moon above in direct alignment with her new path and an owl flying overhead, Nancy pressed on with meek optimism. Her binary decision marker switched to an emphatic yes. It was all she could do aside from giving up entirely.
    The third kill chime never came, or if it did, Nancy never heard it.
    Fear and blood painted the way through the trees and Darwin had become aroused at the prospects. He had now left behind his pack in pursuit of his own kill. Darwin had selected Nancy because he could see her vigor for life was still present in her, even if she thought otherwise. The chase had ended quickly for his friends and they were enjoying a supple meal, but Darwin was far more satisfied running through the night chasing a worthy prey. The odor of fear she had left was faint compared to the other inferiors, but the blood from her feet gave Darwin an edge.
    It pleased him that Nancy had made great distance in such a short time. If anything, the more difficult it was to catch her the more it excited him. She would meet her end, but her stress of trying to evade her slaughter gave pleasure for Darwin to no end. Her attempt to out run him was hopelessly futile…she was only delaying the inevitable. He wondered if she was thinking of how it would happen. Would she be torn to pieces, or left to bleed out? Would Darwin bite her and make her his sex slave? The excitement infused him and he could barely control himself.
    Darwin’s wolf stood on his hind legs at the edge of a large, grassy area in what he