‘What is wrong with this day?’ was what the werewolf could only think of as she stared at the 20-feet spider right in front of her eyes.
Dagger just wanted to shut her eyes and go back to the time when she just came out from her mother’s womb, tiny and clueless. She once heard from her older siblings and parents that adulting was more difficult than how she expected it to be and at first, she thought that it could not be that exaggeratingly hard; sure, being an adult meant that she had to be the one in charge to provide her own needs and wants by working hard to earn money but she thought that it was easy.
‘I mean, working means spending all of your sweat for hours but I spend my sweat for the whole day everyday in training. It couldn’t be that bad then,’ was what she would think
