DALIA'S POV
The large werewolf standing in the middle of the other wolves nodded his head towards us. A silent order for his minions to attack. He looked to be the boss, and they immediately attacked, confirming my suspicion.
The werewolf bared his brown teeth and lunged at me. Its claws extended, aiming for my throat. I quickly ducked, narrowly avoiding the attack, and swung the dagger, plunging it into its back. I held on firmly as I slid on the ground, and the knife dragged across its back, tearing deeply into its back and leaving a long wound.
The wolf staggered as blood poured out from its back.
The one thing Jules and Lexi always emphasized during our practice was that I didn't have a wolf, and I had to make up for it with speed and tactics. And the tactic was to know the vital p
