The wolf blocked Catherine's path and tears began rolling down her face. Is this where I die? Is this what everything in my life will amount to? Death at the hands of a mythical creature?
The wolf took back its human form, "As I said earlier, I won't hurt you, so just calm down, okay?" he assured her but it was easier said than done.
Although she nodded her head in agreement, the fear in her eyes couldn't be masked. Xander rubbed his temples.
"Just sit," he instructed her, pointing his fingers in the direction of a couch at the left side of the room.
Catherine looked in the direction of his fingers and quickly looked back at him.
"S-sure," her voice quivered as she made her way toward the couch with her eyes trained on him. She was scared he would attack her while her back was turned.
'Don't turn your back on your enemies.' It was something Jack had told her.
