Chapter 9. White Wolf

Amelia’s POV

For a moment, I was helpless to do anything except recoil in response as I felt someone give me a bear hug from behind. It made me cringe and more nervous now. Who could do that to me? As I am sure that I was alone there! I continued to feel the burning sensation as though it were steaming my entire body, which prompted me to be quiet about the situation.

The steady stream of tears that resulted from my sobbing suddenly stopped. I started turning around slowly, and the sight that greeted me frightened me to the core, to the point where I hurriedly leaped to my feet.

“W-What are you?!”

The eyes of a white wolf were locked on me as if I were his prey, and the only thing I could do about it gazed back at his eyes!

Is this one the killer?

The murderer with sharp fangs and claws?

However, the picture of the white wolf in