Saving the other wolves.

CLAIRE.

I was shaking, my body vibrating with nervous energy and fear, worried for Alex and then my father dousing me in cold. I watched the scene play out, the wolves howling loud as they took in the limp bodies of the wolf and then Alex. In the midst of all the whirlwind of emotions that clouded my mind, I wondered if these were Alex's family and I deeply hoped that whoever the wolf was would be okay. I watched, my hands over my mouth as the wolves all seemed to make a sort of barricade in front of their limo bodies, shielding the hunters from any other attack.

My eyes went to my father and Malkholm, wanting to see what they would do next. But they watched the scene with detached eyes, looking like they would definitely attack if the wolves made any move. I turned to Evie and noted that she was whispering furiously to Scott who smiled widely, his gaze on the wolves with something akin to delight. I knew that look and I knew that he was planning something else. Just as I noticed Evi