Amelia POV
I had curled myself around the tree, positively shaking with fear.
Shit!
That wolf was massive, it must be a Rogue. I couldn’t let him catch me. I'd be like one of those little piggies in the kid's books.
There are no brick houses round here to save me from the big bad wolf, that's for sure. He could do anything he wanted to be out here in the middle of nowhere. Fear slivered down my spine, making me shake a little.
I opened my eyes a crack, too scared to open them anymore as my green eyes always gave my position away. So Mark tells me anyway.
But the sun caught the Rogue, just for a second, and damn he was something else. Heat pooled in-between my legs.
Slamming my eyes shut so I don't get any more crazy ideas about a Rogue being cute! Maybe I lost too much oxygen when E
