Temporary building

… Elena pov…

Rowland called me into his office to help him arrange some documents on the table. I obliged, eager to assist in any way I could. As I worked, I couldn't help but notice a document with the heading "Reports."

Curious, I set aside the other documents and picked up the report. As I read through it, I was baffled by what I saw. Other packs had refused to assist in the eradication of the plague, despite the threat it posed to all of our kind.

"Are they not scared it will reach them?" I muttered to myself, my mind racing with questions. I quickly arranged the documents and dusted some shelves, still stunned by what I had learned.

Rowland stepped back into the office, a warm smile on his face. "We can leave now," he said, picking up his jacket from the hanger. I picked it up and helped him put it on, noticing how his sickly pale face now looked fresh a