Sheila's point of view

My eyes narrowed around them carefully, as they regarded me with murderous intent. I held onto my dagger tightly, taking a few steps backwards. On my sudden movement, they lunged at me. I ducked around the pillar, moving through the tombstones, hoping to get to the entrance, but I was blocked by a wolf. Its sharp claws were aimed at me.

I pulled away from its path, turning backward when I was ambushed by another wolf. Its sharp claws slashed ...