Wren's pov
For a moment, the room was still, like the stillness of the forest before a predator strikes. The warriors were more wolves than humans at this point and they were standing between I and my only chance of escape.
One of the warriors stepped forward, I bared my canines at him and let out a growl. I was like a damsel in distress except there was no knight with shining armor to save me. It also didn't help that my head felt like one big ball of cloud.
He took another step forward, his eyes oddly fixated on me. I snapped my canines at him but it didn't stop him, infact it only seemed to spur him on.
Why aren't they listening to me? I’m their Luna! I asked Astrid, my breath coming out in pants. It was so hot in here.
You haven't been marked or mated by their Alpha, their wolves
