#Chapter 476: The Bear

Enzo My eyes locked onto the enormous bear that was now thundering toward me, six-hundred pounds of snarling fury and dagger-length claws. The deafening roar that escaped the bear’s throat almost seemed to shake the very stone beneath my paws. Every instinct screamed to brace for impact as the grizzly charged at me. “What the hell?” I thought to my wolf. “How—” “Don’t even question it,” my wolf commanded. “Just don’t get killed, dammit!” My wolf was right; there was no time for speculation or awe. There was a wild beast hurtling toward me, reading to kill. Taking in a sharp breath, I lunged out of the way just before the bear collided with me. Up above, the vicious cries erupted from the crowd and caught my momentary attention. “Rip his throat!” “Flay the mongrel!” I didn’t know which one of us they were cheering for—me or the bear. Nonetheless, I filtered out the madness of the crowd, my frenzied thoughts strategizing escape routes desperately—feint left the