Seraphina:
Chaos tasted sweet.
Not the loud, screaming kind.
Not the violent kind.
Not the one that had others bracing themselves, ready for a fight.
No…
This was a different kind of chaos.
It was the subtle, creeping chaos.
The kind that spread like cold hands closing around the pack’s throat.
Two wolves down.
Sudden illness.
No explanation.
Just a little panic, a little stir around and about.
And all I had to do…
was wait.
“They shouldn’t have messed with me to begin with. Things wouldn’t have gotten to this if they didn’t.” I muttered to myself as I watched everything unfold.
I stood near the balcony overlooking the training grounds, arms crossed, watching pack members move with confusion and unease. Whispers drifted upward like smoke.
“Gamma collapsed again.”
“Somethi
