Description

In the frozen north, the great farm hall glows with firelight, laughter, and work—until a stranger in white fur steps out of the storm.

She calls herself White Fell.

She is beautiful, fearless, and strong as any hunter. Children curl in her lap. Old women kiss her face. Sweyn, the valley's unmatched hero, falls under her spell with the easy arrogance of a man who has never lost.

Only his twin brother Christian sees the tracks in the snow.

Tracks of a wolf that lead to the door—but never away from it. Soon a child vanishes. An old woman disappears in the dark fir-grove. Whispers thicken in the warm hall as the wind claws at the eaves. Christian's warnings are mocked as madness, his love for Sweyn turned against him as jealousy and spite.

When White Fell returns, smiling, Christian must choose between his brother's trust and the nightmare truth he alone believes: that the woman Sweyn loves is a werewolf, and every kiss she gives is a death sentence.

What follows is a relentless night chase across the snowfields—man and monster running under the cold, indifferent stars, each step a battle between faith and doubt, love and horror, sacrifice and revenge. At the end of the track lies a great white wolf, a dead man, and a brother who will never be the same again.

A stark, haunting tale of terror and devotion, this story asks: how far will you go, and what will you become, to save the person you love most?