[Duncan’s P.O.V.] – Olympic Moon Pack
The council have been watching over us for two months now. Two were friends, two were foes. Imogen and I have tried to be perfect, but the stress of the pack being interrogated was weighing on her. They even tried to remove Maisy from her. Imogen of course retaliated and promised to never fulfil her duties if they did. There was nothing they could do to her; they weren’t going to kill her. We have been experiencing increased rogue attacks as well, which haven’t been helping. I can’t deny anymore that they are coming for Imogen, I just can’t say why.
“Mo grá, tell me what to do,” Imogen asks me. We are laying in the forest after a few rounds of stress relief.
“I cannot do that my moon; you will only do the opposite.” She laughs freely at my response
