Rogue wolves

Charlotte's POV

In front of us were a pack of rogue wolves with red eyes, obviously ready to attack immediately if we took any step.

My face paled as I stared at them, but they began barking at me, making me feel as though something was restricting them from pouncing on me.

Alex suddenly came in front of me, covering me from having any view of them after noticing how frightened I was by staring at their red eyes and wild bodies.

I was grateful for it, and his hands, which were still on my waist and holding me, made me comfortable.

"Alex, what's happening?" I asked in panic when the growls of the rogues intensified.

"We might have crossed the borders, but there's no need to panic. It's nothing," he said without looking at me before striding towards the wolves.

As he approached, they began backing away and stopped their irritating growls immediately.

I watched as Alex squatted in front of them after they stopped retreating, but my eyes widened when he began ruffling the fur of those dis