CHARLES’S POV

Later that night,after endless hours of soothing Samantha back to sleep after the pain had woken her up,I finally was getting some shut-eye.with a wide smile on my face,I snuggled closer to the pillow.even though werewolves were usually warm all the time,there was nothing against us enjoying comfort.i was somewhere between sleep and awake when I heard a sound,at first I thought it was just from outside.but then I heard it again.with my heightened hearing I realized they sounded like footsteps.not just one but multiple footsteps.flinging the duvet across the bed,I lunged to my feet.my first instinct was to protect Samantha and Natasha and getting these the heck...