Chasing His Scentless Mate (Caroline) novel Chapter 385

Chapter 385: Chapter 385 Rescue

Ava’s POV

The massive black wolf that was Kenneth stood between me and danger, his strong muscles moving under shiny dark fur. His Alpha aura made the rogue wolves step back a little.

"Stay behind me," he said, standing protectively as he faced the rogues.

The matted gray wolf that had been stalking Ellie now turned its full attention to Kenneth, baring yellowed fangs in challenge. Two more rogues emerged from the shadows, forming a semicircle around us.

Kenneth didn’t wait for their attack. With a thunderous roar that shook the walls, he lunged forward. His huge paw smashed into the first attacker’s head, sending him flying across the room and crashing into a bookshelf. The hit was so hard that the wooden shelves broke apart.

"Miss Ava!" Ellie’s terrified voice called.

My heart clenched. "Stay hidden, sweetheart! Don’t move!"

I needed to get to the children. While Kenneth kept the rogues busy, I had to make sure every kid was safe.

The second rogue tried circling around Kenneth to reach me, but it never got close. Kenneth intercepted it with shocking speed, clamping powerful jaws around the rogue’s neck. One sharp twist and the attacker went limp.

The third rogue, seeing its pack mates defeated so easily, hesitated. That was all the opening Kenneth needed. He pounced, pinning the wolf under his massive weight. The rogue yelped and whined, submitting instantly.

"Miss Ava, there are more bad wolves coming!" A little boy’s voice called from the corner.

I spotted him—Tommy, hiding under a table with three other children.

"I’m coming!" I called, making a dash toward them while Kenneth continued to dominate the battlefield.

Two more rogues jumped through the broken windows, glass breaking all around them. Kenneth didn’t move back. He went straight at them, a fast black shape moving with deadly skill. None of the rogues could get close enough to hit him. He was amazing—strong, smart, and very scary.

While he fought, I paid attention to the children.

"Everyone, follow me," I said quickly in a low voice, bringing the kids out from where they were hiding. "We need to reach the safe room. Be quiet and stay close."

Small hands held onto my clothes as I led them through the mess. Tommy was crying without a sound, tears running down his round face. Ellie had come with us, her pigtails now messy.

"It’s okay," I said softly. "We’re almost there. Just a little more to go."

I counted the children as we moved, twelve so far. There should be fifteen. Where were the others?

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