Your father was a rich businessman. He bought two wolf dogs to secure you in school. The two black wolves were bigger than a normal one, around your upper chest.

You walked into your room, seeing two boys which both black messy hair, sitting on your bed.

‘What the…’ you said.

‘Werewolves, Princess.’ Raven says. Nox smirked as he saw your shocked face.

‘Did we shock you, love?’ Nox teased.