Sienna’s Point of View The Next Morning the air smells like damp earth and smoke when I walk into the packhouse meeting room. Warriors line the walls. Scott stands at the head of the table, his arms folded in front of his chest, with his beta and gamma seated next to him. Andrew, his Gamma, looks up when I enter. “Good morning, Sienna. How are the patients today?” “Tired but stable.” I reply, taking a seat. “A few will need another day or two of rest, but there are no other fatalities aside from the two we lost last night.” I say. Scott’s jaw tightens as he looks around the room. “One that note, I just want to say, good work last night. All of you.” The warriors nod, murmuring their thanks. Scott’s Beta, Marcus, clears his throat. “Alpha, we found something unusual at the attack site.” Scott gestures for him to continue. Marcus lays out a torn piece of fabric, black, marked with a strange, swirling symbol burned into the corner. “What is that?” I
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