Flint White POV:
The day after the attack, Zale decided we should take some time off to stay with our loved ones. It might seem a little reckless to step away from duty right when the situation was about to explode, but we reached a point where there was nothing else we could do. We cautiously studied what the Cursed Wolf might have learned from the spies he sent, and slightly changed our defenses in hopes of catching him off guard. The witch’s trapping spell to secure our safety bunkers was now working and would activate as soon as any rogue came near them. Our Delta also made sure to fill the shelters with supplies; werewolf battles could last a few days, so the members that needed to hide away should have enough food and water to survive in there. That’s the best we could do.
We were
