SERAPHINA’S POV
Five of the feral beasts close in on us slowly; each of them baring their fangs aggressively.
I suck breath now, feeling fear crippling me on the spot. Even if I’m not part wolf, I feel the animosity oozing off each of them directed at us.
I’m stunned, just as I always am when I’m reminded by the fact that this school really is filled with wolves, and it’s not just a name they call themselves.
I've seen their beast-like reactions, with the occasional half-transformation here and there, but I rarely ever get to see the fully formed wolves themselves.
They tower above like monstrous creatures, dwarfing any regular dog or wolf breed, nearly matching my own height even when they're on all fours.
“Stand back.” Kamila speaks now after getting up and dusting herself.
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