"Go now!" Yelled Rowan. Willow didn't need to be told twice as she rushed to the stairs which was close to her. She was sure Rowan wasn't a normal human. He must have learned kung fu from an exceptional master and must be the strongest. Like those male leads in the Webnovels she has read.
But as she moved to the stairs the other wolves moved towards her, it creeped her greatly but the Kung fu master Rowan was behind her in a second and was in action at swatting the flies-ahem, wolves away. Willow rushed up the stairs as if it was on fire and opened the second door to her left. Natasha who was using her laptop with headphones on her ears looked up.
"Wolves." Willow breathed out, she didn't know what Natasha can do but she didn't have time to ponder on it. "Downstairs. Rowan's alone."
Willow saw Natasha's expression freeze before she shoved her laptop aside and pulled the headphones off before rushing out.
Just before she was about to go downstairs, she turned around an looked Willow in the eyes. Natasha opened the door to her side.
"Willow get in the room, don't come down." Natasha didn't waste any time as she shut the door behind her. Willow couldn't hear her retreating footsteps as her heart was beating loudly.
Looking around, Willow found that she was in Felix' messy room.
Natasha and Rowan both must be some kung fu experts. They will surely snap the wolves in half, ut Willow couldn't sit still up here, while they were downstairs fighting beasts.
Were they even human?
Willow greatly worried, though she might be safe now but there were more than two dozens of wolves, maybe close to thirty wolves. Two kung fu experts couldn't surely get rid of them. She was sure of it. Thirty humans was one thing and thirty wolves with teeth and claws other.
Even if she lived by hiding here, Rowan and Natasha won't. Willow would live her life in guilt for sure, that's something she could never do.
Willow found a baseball bat lying around. Picking it up she stepped out. She could hear numerous growls and whines from downstairs. Her heart was running a marathon. She was sure if she survived this, though there wasn't even a single percent of her chance of survival, but she was sure that if she did then she would die of a heart attack from her joy that she survived.
Willow held the bat to her shoulder as she slowly stepped down. One step at a time, her eyes searched for Rowan in the dark living room.
Willow felt the sky fall and her heart stop as she stared at Rowan. At the very moment Rowan met her eyes and froze, dropping the wolf in his hand.
"Willow." Rowan breathed. Though there wasn't much distance between them, Willow felt like he was in the North pole with Santa while she was on the South pole all alone.
Willow felt faint looking at Rowan.
Rowan looked like he was about to say something, but he whipped and caught on to the wolf making its way to him. He flung off the wolf, not biting onto it, thankfully. Willow was sure she would lose it if she saw him bite into the wolf and drink it clean.
Three more wolves attacked him at the same time. Willow was about to turn and run upstairs to find a window to climb down and get as far as possible from her house and never return. But just as she took two steps, she was knocked down, hitting her chin in the process.
Willow felt a furry body on her back. Her heart beat as if it has taken part in Olympics. She was sure it would burst at the speed it was going.
Before the wolf could bite into her neck, Willow felt her consciousness fading. She wondered if she'll die from a heart attack first or the wolf. But her world went black just as she felt the weight of the wolf off her back. She turned her head back to see a silhouette of someone holding the wolf but the golden eyes were clearly visible in her hazy vision.
The Golden eyed boy followed with her in the pitch darkness.
Willow was standing in her bedroom. There were wolves, hundreds of them pouring in from the window, they kept on coming and coming and coming. She wasn't sure if her room could even accommodate them, but it did.

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