Horror like I never felt travels through my body, making my heart hammer against my rib cage and a cold sweat bead on the back of my neck. My hair feels as if it is standing on end as I scream at the top of my lungs, fear gripping me as I'm watching the large black wolf collide with the smaller one with a vicious growl.
I feel my knees buckling with the force of my scream, but before I meet the ground, an arm wraps around my waist and pulls me back behind the safety of the bar.
“You will be fine, my lady,” a man’s voice tried to soothe me. “They are often like this. We just have to wait it out until their mother gets here.”
I look back, blinking through my tears to try and see who it is that has me. It’s the man from earlier who was pouring the wine, the one who helped Kerren drive me
