CHAPTER SIX

      ' I don't know what happened to her parents. Why is she staying with her grandpa? I don't want to prey on their life when I know how dangerous they could be. '

     I breathed, my throat growing tight. I missed my father. I hadn't admitted and I never would. But I wanted him around us. I wanted to see the same affection in his eyes for me, Ava and mom.

     Sisily smiled brilliantly, as Donovan asked her to go back to her room. 

     "The headmaster wants to see you," Donovan dropped the bombshell on me. He placed his hands in his pants pockets, took in a deep breath. 

     I blinked at him, "Why?" 

   I forgot that part. I hate it. Headmaster scares me.

     He turned and looked at me. Suddenly, his eyes seemed too young to me. I averted my gaze away.

    I was glad that I was going to stay in the dormitory. 

   ' I'm not trying to say that I don't trust him. I don't trust them fully. Sorry! I can't help. People and the place! Both are new to me.'

     "Please, follow me. Miss Emma." He said walking. 

     I trotted through the cobblestone path. I didn't notice it when I came here. I was busy admiring the view. 

     I halted in my way when I spotted wolves in a group. They weren't looking like any dogs as I have read in some books. I could read their expressions, power, intense gazes on me. 

     I couldn't move in fright, they would attack me. It was an unusual sight. Donovan didn't move either. I drifted my gaze on them. They were six, one grey wolf, three brown with different shades of colour, one with honey-coloured fur and a white wolf. 

      Donovan was just staring at them. Shouldn't he run away or at least, he should allow me to run away from them. It was such a great wonder of God. A human body could shift.

      Nervous and fear of being bitten was nagging me. I stepped aside to rush away from them. I froze in dread when I felt the black wolf with revan fur looking at me, he was the biggest and largest among them. 

      My heart began to pound in my chest. I had a glimpse of him a few minutes ago. The Wolf's eyes were fixed on me. I should be scared to move. But I was stupid. I didn't know. What was I thinking? I was so lost in his forest-green eyes. I plucked my first step toward him. There was silence around us, making me feel as if it was only us. His green eyes were so beautiful, the colour was matching with the grass beneath my feet. the ferocity of his body wasn’t in his eyes. 

     I held on to those eyes for as long as I could. I was close to him. I looked deep in his eyes. They weren't forest green anymore, but a light shade of green in the background, it flecked brilliantly with every shade of gold and fire and amber. I didn't want him to look away. Those were the most mesmerising and beautiful eyes I had ever seen. I wanted to reach out. The fear subsided inside me. when my feet stopped in front of him, I looked at him breathlessly. 

     Gradually, I reached out, extending my hand. The wolf didn't move either. I didn't flinch with my steady glance at him. I was casting a shadow over him. His fur was shining, looking so silky that I wanted to run my hand through them. The wolf prodded his nose into my hand. Nothing was making sense to me.

      'Do you have a death wish? Haven't you read how dangerous they are?'

     My brain began to shout at me. He could tear out a throat with little effort. I couldn't complete the werewolf story I was reading. There were two reasons, one - No money, two-No time. My job was more important than reading a story. I could read only the first four chapters and that wasn't helping me much. I wished. I could have asked Donovan to lend me the werewolf book. Too late!

      I wasn't scared but felt relaxed after the endless hour of travelling. 

     He was feeling warm, comforting. Something broke through the silence, making me jump back and I screamed aloud in fear. The spell of eyes broke. Our gazes broke. Fear crawled my body again. 

     Goosebumps rippled through my entire body. I fell on my butt on the cobblestone path. Donovan was by my side in a blink. 

      ' How could he be so fast? Everything is going to amaze me here. Even my behaviour too.'

      "Relaxed, it's your phone." Mr Wolfe rested his hand over my shoulder. 

     I froze hearing a loud growl. My head snapped at him. The wolf bared his teeth at him as Mr Wolfe was going to hurt me. My body shivered in fright when a low growl reached my ears. It felt as the black wolf rumbled threateningly to back Donovan up. I didn't know. I was imagining things. I was looking at him, in a way I'd never seen anything before. 

     Donovan stepped back from me. He did not offer any help. It didn't sit well with me. Perhaps, I have offended wolves. Their couture tore me apart in a few seconds. 

     I stood on my feet immediately, ignoring the ringing of my phone. 

     "I'm sorry, gentlemen. I didn't mean to disturb you." I stepped away from all of them. I lowered my eyes showing him that I didn't mean to interfere with them, "I don't know the rules of your world." I looked at Donovan for help. My inside was screaming at me to turn my gaze at him where the black wolf was standing. That was a death wish. 

     "Please, this way." Donovan hesitated. 

     The expectedly dread was suddenly vivid on my features. 

      I didn't wait for anything. I hurried my steps away from them. I wanted to stay more but it would put my life in danger. I have duties to fulfil. My heart was saying, he wouldn't hurt me. But my fear was taking me away from him, from them. 

     I know they aren't only wolves, but powerful creatures. Shadow beasts.

     I began my pace again. I wanted to look back. I was also determined to not turn. They could be dangerous. I couldn't help. I swivelled my neck and looked at the black wolf. His burning eyes were on me. The other wolves enclosed him. He looked bigger and the strongest one. 

     I kept looking at him until I took a turn. I was turning into a lunatic person. My heart was beating for a dangerous black wolf. 

     "What was that?" I asked him, breathing out. I couldn't comprehend anything but my desire to see him again and the repent I was feeling for not touching his soft, shiny fur. It was a powerful emotion I hadn't faced before. The waves of emotions were too uncontrolling. 

     I looked up at Donovan to explain it to me, solve the little devil mystery. I halted on my feet when I looked at his shocked expressions, his eyes were huge, lips parted. Was he astounded like me, too? Of course! He looked. 

     I should be shouting, screaming, seeing a predator, not amazed to find myself among predators. My every breath could be last, still I walked on here. 

     "You'll soon get familiar with their nature. We're strong and harmless." Donovan said, quickening his strides, "Alessandro Moretti must be waiting for us." He said, ending the talk.

    My questions were still hanging in the air. There was no way I could force out the answer from his mouth.