LOGINClara I concluded the infection was not contagious. But being in any type of contact with these infected individuals has a greater risk than we imagined. They are capable of brutally killing one another, including the uninfected ones. It’s only been a day since the first infected member was reported and yet the casualty spreads like wild fire.The first thing I did when I woke up for another day was to do my hourly rounds to the infected patients. Putting my gloves on, I prepared myself for what awaits me inside the isolation area. The moment I stepped in, the chains on their hands and feet started to rattle crazily. My legs were trembling as I continued to step inside, hearing the metal doors banging out loud. It was a good thing that the facilities and medical supplies in here were advanced. After getting another set of samples, I went back to my laboratory to begin doing another round of tests. “What’s wrong?” I kept on asking myself as I compared the blood samples of the in
Samuel Clara’s eyes landed on the jade necklace on the floor, having no idea how to respond. “Clara, where did you get that?” I asked for the second time. “U-uh,” she stuttered, looking down. Hearing no certain response from her, I stride towards the necklace and grab it. “This symbol,” I murmur, tracing my thumb on the carved text on the jade pendant. It’s the same as my mother’s belongings. I’ve tried finding clues regarding the symbol because it seems to be truly important to her. But even years of finding and researching, I found nothing. “It’s inside one of those medicine drawers,” Clara mumbled, her curious eyes fixed on me. My chest was thumping and my heart was racing. To think that I found it in Arthur’s territory, this could be something.“Alpha!” A loud banging noise went through as a warrior barged in. He was panting. “Alice’s brother and a couple of other men are trying to break into the dungeon’s prison.” I was alarmed to hear the news, and because of my sense o
Clara I wanted to blow a sigh of relief when Arthur listened to Samuel and let go of me. “What are you gonna do?”
ClaraI was in deep confusion, my eyes fixed with the piece of paper on my hand. I kept on reading the invitation again and again trying to make sense out of it. “Why?” I sighed, looking up at the ceiling before I blew a deep breath. “Are you planning on going, Luna?” Donna asked. “I want to.” “So, what’s the problem?”Everything’s the problem. Why will Samuel hold a meeting at the Moonlit pack? Why am I invited? What’s he planning on doing? I spent the night still thinking about everything, that I couldn’t sleep. That's why the next morning, I woke up groggy. With Donna, I attended the said meeting at the Moonlit pack. The meeting will take place in one of the chambers that’s open to everyone, including the pack members. I was already having too many questions and doubting the meeting so badly, but my worry grew bigger when I saw Arthur arriving. He took the seat in front of me with a smug smile on his face. Gulping, I shifted my eyes away from him and acted as if I didn’t se
Clara“You’re right.” My feet came into an abrupt halt hearing Samuel’s baritone voice ringing behind me. I stopped, but didn’t look back. “You’ve always been strong. Getting yourself out of troubles is what you’ve been doing,” he bitterly chuckled. “But you can’t stop me from being worried.” “And why not?” I hastily asked in return, turning back to face him. Samuel’s brows slowly meet in the middle, his lips curling while his forehead creases. “Why can’t I stop you from worrying about me?” I repeated, crossing my arms. “As far as I’m concerned you never care—” “I do, now,” Samuel cuts me off. My lips stretched into a fake smile before I rolled my eyes. I turned away from him, convinced to walk away. But I haven’t even taken a step when I felt a tight grasp on my wrist. Without looking back I’m sure it was his hand. “You’re not going anywhere. Enemies might still be outside searching.” Left with no choice, I withdrew my wrist back and dragged myself to sit onto the nearby roc
Samuel The moment Carter left for Clara, I began to think of the best ways to start my investigation with Alice and Arthur’s secret scheme that happened to be taking place a long time ago. And yet I was so clueless. I was so occupied by so many plans I had for Clara at that time that I blindly trusted Alice to help me with the pack. She knew I’d be an easy target…I’ve never been easy to manipulate, but if she’s gonna be the one doing it—from someone I’ve never thought could do. Everything started to make sense to me as I looked back; the petty fights she’s setting Clara up, the missing money from the pack which Clara clearly proved to me that was Alice’s doing. But I still chose to ignore her and believe Alice. It feels like I was being slowly eaten alive by guilt inside my office, so I decided to get out. I firstly came to some pack elders, hoping they knew something about this. But most of them, if they are not here, don't want to talk. I am starting to get a feeling they know







