Six long weeks since that fateful night.

To my dismay, I am still alive.

I haven't seen Dean nor Holden since I gave them the soul destroying news.

I go to work, do my job, return home and huddle up on the sofa until I fall into abyss.

Sleep is my only friend. It blocks out the pain.

Why can't the wolf spirits let me die?

Today, it's just another boring day. I arrive at work to start dealing with meetings and clients, making calls and typing up letters like always.

I sip on a strong black coffee while typing an email reply, when my stomach churns.


I leap up from my seat, sprinting full pelt to the ladies bathroom, throwing myself at the toilet. I vomit violently, so bad that my eyes stream with pain.

That's how the rest of the day continues; working and throwing up.

I have no idea what's going on.

Wolves don't get sick!

We have an unusually high immune system, so no human bugs or viruses effect us.<

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