Liora
Something feels off, like the calm before a storm. I find myself unable to focus while staring blankly at my computer screen.
Seth had been stopped by Dan this morning while the alluring scent of apple strudels had occupied all of my attention. I could tell the two were having a serious conversation, but Seth took off before I could walk over and join them. Worried, I had dropped my apple strudel onto a plate and left it on an empty table before rushing towards the packhouse exit when Dan stopped me.
“Seth has something he needs to do,” Dan said just as I managed to catch Seth shifting into his wolf form mid-step and racing off toward the border. Dan kept me from following after him, telling me that Seth had a beta duty to perform and that I needed to focus on my own work. He was
