Attacked and saved.

Anastasia's POV.

“You won't tell us. Then it's a shame because we are here to rip you of your undeserving privileges.” She spat, her voice dripping with contempt. The trio dropped their trays on the desk and began to advance towards me.

Oh Goddess…

I stumbled backwards as they drew nearer. My eyes darted around the room but I found no way of escape. I looked at them, the malice in their gazes. They weren't going to stop.

“Stop!x” but I said anyway.

“We can talk this through .” I tried to negotiate.

Swetlana shook her head, a wide grin playing on her lips. “There's nothing to talk about, only to your ancestors” stepping over the stool.

Okay okay, I shouldn't panic. I'm a werewolf, they are just normal humans ..I hope so. I should have a bit of an advantage over them, even though I have no wolf. I swallowed a lump, waiting for them to get close enough.

Swetlana, a grin spreading over her lips, “Frana, bring out our gold price,” gesturing to the fat one on her left.

My eyes narrowed as F