Scarlet's Point of View
The werewolves were going around us, and my heart was beating fast and steady with fear. I saw evil in their eyes, and I didn't miss the way they looked at each other in silence, like hunters getting ready to attack their prey.
"Scarlet," Alex's voice came through the fog of my growing fear. He stood between me and the guys and spoke in a strong, almost bossy, voice. "Don't move.Stay closer to me. I can handle this."
I took a deep breath and nodded quietly. I didn't want to feel like a woman in trouble, but I was too scared to fight.
How did we get here in the first place? These werewolves surrounded us in the next second as we walked back to the pack house. It felt wrong to have them there, like a storm was about to hit.
"Who sent you ?" Alex posed the questi
