The heavy oak door slammed shut behind Kaelen. I was left alone in the dark, my heart beating so fast I thought it would break my ribs.
I lacked the ability to stop moving. My body forced me to continue traveling.
The fireplace stood for me to run toward which I used to take three blue vials that glowed from the mantle before I entered the bedroom to pull back the rug. I opened the loose floorboard to transfer the medicine inside safely. I finished covering the area when the packhouse bell began to sound its loud warning.
The emergency meeting.
I fixed my messy hair while I smoothed down my black sweater before I walked out into the hallway.
The grand hall downstairs showed me an atmosphere which contained both anger and the odor of wet fur. A massive circle contained hundreds of powe
