Clara led Sera through the maze of hallways to the infirmary room, she could have found her own way by just following the sound of things being thrown, furniture and people alike.
“Where was she?”
“By the training grounds, Molly, Peter, and George were playing around on the training dummies when Molly heard a growl. Peter had barely snatched George out the way before Katrina came hurting out the bushes; teeth bared, claws out.”
“Mid-shift?”
“Seems like it. Something strange has taken hold around here. First Lucy now Katrina?”
“Do we know Katrina’s wolf?”
“Sophie I think?”
“Do we know if she got bit?”
“No-one can get close enough to tell. We don’t know if the blood is hers or whose it is.”
“Even if she is, lot of good it will do us without her Mate. Could we slow down a little?
