Rhonda
Suddenly all I could hear were deep snarling growls and I turned to see two wolves walk through the opened door. One was tall and tan and the other was just a thick brown mass of muscle and teeth. Saliva dripped from their exposed canines as they continued to snarl and growl, stalking slowly towards us. Dante’s eyes changed again as his teeth elongated and he roared at the wolves.
“Dante I think those are Wild Ones, ” I said. “They’'ve come for Ryan, let him go with them. Please, Dante, come with us! We can all escape this place!”
“Rhonda,” Dante growled but didn’t dare take his eyes off the encroaching wolves. “They are the Wild One’s, they leave no one alive.”
The tall tan one looked at Ryan who was holding my hand through the bars then looked at the big thick wolf beside him;
