Out of desperation you grip your pendant. Maybe the power that protect you from evil will save you from these beasts.
But all the wolves smell is fear, and it smells delicious. There is nothing supernatural or evil about these creatures -- they are just hungry animals in a dangerous world. A world you're not cut out for.
You slowly let out your last breath before the wolves attack. There won't be any trace of you once they're done -- not even bone.