This is from the first book in my YA series The Warrior.
I knew that sound. It was him. The wolf that had grabbed me in the Outpost and dragged me outside into the wicked sun. The event rushed back into my throbbing head, and I wished I could fall back into blissful unconsciousness. I was trapped with Werewolves, and I had no idea what they wanted with me.
I really, really wanted to go home.