-PHOEBE’S POV-
Since I left the FireBrick Pack, I have been sickly. It has been almost a month now and to my horror, the memories of the time that I spent there won’t return. Joana informed me about the training, shopping, and partying that we did but my mind remains pitch black.
Werewolves didn’t get ill unless there was contact with silver, wolfsbane poisoning, or oleanders. After being checked at the hospital, there was one particular herb detected that witches used to induce memory loss.
Mom had stormed to Alpha Terryl of our pack for him to seek an explanation from the Alpha Hudson of FireBrick regarding my sickness and amnesia. However, he says that there was no way to hold them accountable, especially since I returned on my own. Of course, Mom hit the roof and argued with our Alpha. She was blessed with a daring boldness, especially when it came to protecting her family.
The lightheadedness kept me mostly at home. Mom checked in on me daily but hardly engaged with me about a
