Twenty

The day brought the promise of sunshine and spring-time warmth. The grey clouds that looked like ugly scars of the pale blue sky, spread off into the distance as a squally wind blew away the rain and coaxed the sun out from behind it’s cloudy prison. It seemed that overnight the land flourished, bugs appearing on naked trees and the grassing seeming just that little bit greener. Even the air smelt sweet with the scent of nature waking up again. 

Daniel waited on the porch of the packhouse as patiently as he could for Eva and Simone to bring their new guest over. Seeing the fragile looking creature sat in the wheelchair the healer was pushing, the Alpha narrowed his eyes, trying to recognise the doll-like features and pale complexion. It occurred to him that the victims had been left virtually unrecognisable after their attack. They had been nothing but a canvas of bruises and gashe