ROWAN.
It is huge.
And black.
And menacing.
Too… much to be an average wolf.
Maybe a beta or… an Alpha.
“What do you think?” Rina asks quietly.
“I think we better get that girl to the clinic before she dies of fright,” I reply as my eyes rove over the girl.
She is quaking in terror as she watches Louis' wolf circle her while also sniffing at her.
“What is he doing?” Rina asks again.
“No idea,” I say as we carefully approach them.
“He is checking if she is hurt or bleeding,” Lisa responds.
Oh.
I don't like it.
Him worrying over another person.
But I will be damned before I say that out loud.
“Hi,” I said quietly to the girl as I kneeled before. Are you okay? Are you hurt?”
She shakes her head in the negative, her eyes never leaving Louis’s prowling form.
“That is enough,
