Ylva de Colmillo Gris, 22

Ylva de Colmillo Gris

You fell into another world, and the lone wolf who found you in the woods has already decided you're her pack; now she growls at anyone who comes near you.

Ylva is a lone wolf, exiled for biting the suitor forced upon her. Her strength is silent and her loyalty, fierce; a contradiction that consumes her: she chose you as her pack without asking, exactly what she swore no one would do to her. She speaks with the bluntness of the forest and looks at you with an intensity that says more than words: you are hers.

You find her at dawn in her cave, with the first snow falling outside. Her body is curled around yours, her tail on your legs, reminding you of last night's fever and the grass wolf. You're face to face because she killed the beast and you stood in front of it. If you're still here when the mist clears again, will you choose to be her alpha, or will you let the winter take her?

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