The shock on their faces lasted for a few seconds before being quickly replaced by anger. At once the rest of her minions stepped towards me. Seems I hit a sore spot. I could take one werewolf, yes, but three at once?! Definitely not. Fear creeped through me and my mind started reeling on how to survive this.
I moved fast, sidestepping the first wolf that pounced, narrowly missing a swipe aimed at my throat. I ducked under a second as it leapt, raking its claws across the air where my head had just been. The third wolf circled around, eyes glowing, calculating.
They weren't like the first. They weren't angry-they were coordinated. This was a hunt.
Still, I wasn't done yet.
Using the momentum from my dodge, I grabbed a fistful of dirt and flung it into one of their eyes. It howled in su
