‘The atmosphere in the quarantine zone was thick with tension. The infected wolves, now bound by chains and confined within the enclosure, snarled and paced restlessly. Their eyes, bloodshot with madness, glimmered with the unchecked violence that constantly threatened to break loose. Karina had become accustomed to the low growls and chaotic energy, but today, something felt off.
Karina carefully approached the infected wolves, tranquilizer in hand. She had gotten the routine down over the last few days—administer the tranquilizer, make sure they were secured, monitor their behavior, and report back to Derek and Caius. Today, however, something felt different. She couldn't shake the feeling that she was being watched, but she brushed it aside, telling herself it was just her nerves actin
