After gulping the second piece, the bear lumbered a few steps away and paused. Its head swiveled back toward Nolan, sending ice-cold spikes of dread through his gut. He thought this was it—his time had run out, and the bear wanted fresh prey.
Instead, it let out a low groan, turning toward Nolan’s sled. With a single swipe of its claws, the creature tore into the wooden frame, splintering it in its search for more fish. Nolan’s stomach twisted at the crack of breaking wood—without that sled, there’d be no quick escape if the beast turned hostile.