Roxii shifted in her spot in nervousness. If she needed to make a quick escape, it was hindered by Laikas at the entrance, which unnerved her a bit. And she noticed that he kept casting glances in her direction. Why was he looking at her? Were they cornering her? Were they planning something? Did they want to hurt her? What if they were spies from the government? No doubt the government had some kind of suspicion of werewolves on their land. And that also meant hunters. What if they worked with the hunters? What if this was all a trap? The black wolf flicked her gaze between each of the wolves, trying to interpret their intentions from their posture and nonverbal communication.