Four wolves

Lara threw the trash and turned to go back home when she saw a group of people on her path. They were all tall, with trained physiques and pitch-black hair. Some of them had tanned skin, and they had dark-coloured eyes.

Her heart skipped a couple of beats, but she decided not to assume things. She stepped in their direction, clearly intending to pass by unnoticed.

There were four men in total, and they were all staring at her.

She smiled at the one blocking her path, trying to step to the side and leave. Yet, he didn't let her.

«Miss Clayton, can you come with us for a moment?» he said.

«I'm busy now,» she replied, but her brain stopped working the moment that man used her name. How could he know?

«It's very important,» he insisted.

She chuckled, nervous, and tried taking that delayed step.