Accepting him willingly

Fenrir’s POV

Elena and Leah were the first to appear after I had growled my entrance into the house. I had used the front door after I leaped over the gate, flinging it open and scaring the old butler that stood there, half to death.

I grinned inwardly as I saw deep fear in their eyes when they both looked at me, shivering visibly. I certainly looked much more terrifying than before and I knew it. I could feel it.

Elena screamed first. Loud and pitchy as her body visibly shook as she held onto the skirt of her bulky dress, and the arm of her other sister who was letting short screams out of her mouth as if she was going to faint at any moment.

The servants started to arrive, rushing into the scene and probably wondering why their mistresses were screaming. The first servant that saw me was a young girl, her pale brown eyes opening in shock as she let out an ear-piercing scream, and fell to the ground trying to crawl backward, that's how everyone else started coming. Screaming