The atmosphere was tense. It came with the rustle of wolves’ claws, making a noise and sending too much cold indoors. It'd been years the weather had changed this way, even Lachie was accustomed to Arleta.
I was already dressed, after shutting all the entrances to the house. Then, Lachie and Angus were by my side, totally armoured, as well.
“Give me some minutes, Angus!” Mary exclaimed, dragging Ronan by the hand as they both returned inside together. “It's just for a short while.”
“What are you waiting for?” Angus retorted, shocked to hear Mary's request. “Didn't you hear that the Alpha is closer to this place accompanied by rogues?”
“We can't leave them.” I said, holding Angus and Lachie by the hands. “Let us wait a little.”
“Hmm.” Angus mused, lifting his thumb in uncertainty.
