After returning to the packhouse we noticed how unusually quiet it was. The sunlight filtered through the windows, but it didn’t bring warmth. Something heavier than usual hung in the air.
I was in the training room with Asher, stretching after the early exercises we decided to do to burn off energy after that encounter in the forest, when I noticed the tension. Most of the pack were gathered near the main hall, speaking in low voices, glancing at the Alpha’s office.
“Something’s going on.” I murmured, rolling my shoulders.
Asher’s eyes narrowed. “They’ve started asking questions.”
I frowned. “Questions about what?”
“About the guardian. About the shadows. About the strange things happening around the pack lately.” He said. “The same things we’ve all felt but didn’t know how to explain
