Greg
It had been a couple of months of watching Marcus run around like a headless chicken! His once buff body was unsightly, dark circles were a permanent feature of his face, cheeks sunken. I can almost swear some of his hair had started to fall off.
"I thought you would sleep in today." I mumbled, clearly dissatisfied. I asked his secretary to schedule some of his meetings to allow him time for more rest today, only to be met by a cold pillow when I turned over. The man currently chairing a meeting in our dining room at least had the nerve to look embarrassed.
"Go back, we will talk on Friday before the pack meeting," he quickly dismissed his companions before turning towards me.
"Why aren't you resting? I made sure you had not..." I quickly trailed off, realizing I was going to say
