Silverlight Terrace Surrender to your heart

The woman kept low, baring teeth at the wolves. The held onto her, two males large and unforgiving. She glared at them with venom as their teeth latched onto her, feeling flesh ripping slightly but she held fast, looking up to the dark female.
She posed a question.
Why are you here

She merely let her lips writhe up, but that was all. They were not to know of her agenda and that of Blackfeather. She started to twist, testing the grip of the males and pointed daggers at the others approaching. Snarling softly at the golden male. He was the problem here; not her.
"Let me go. Now." she spat, every word laced with a hatred -- hints of fear weaved under the layers of fury. She couldn't let them know she was scared; scared wolves got killed.

"You are not to know of my business. What have I done to you, this is not right!" She surged upwards, trying to pull her way free to sink her own teeth into the black female.