Amelia;
I laid on the bed in shock, Arlo had already got himself dressed and ran from the room; his face drained of colour. The pack member that they found dead this morning was an Elite! How could this be? So far, the attacker had only been going after the Non-Elites, with the exception of an elder, but now it looked as if their MO had changed! Ironically, the pack member that they had found today was the one in charge of surveillance. He was the one patrolling the outer perimeter of the grounds last night. This changed everything.
I thought back to when I ran to see the brown wolf; was the Elite dead before I left? There wasn’t anyone around when I passed the Iron gates, guilt rushed over me. I should have known something was wrong; slipping away from the grounds was too easy. Why the
