There wasn’t a living person of the patrol that would be well enough to go patrolling for at least a few weeks except for Arthur. If that wasn’t enough, Mamie’s newborn made it nearly impossible for Mamie to resume any of her usual duties to the pack, so Daphne took over organizing food and needs for the pack as well as organizing the support for the infirmary.Daphne sat in the infirmary, cutting strips of cloth to be used for bandages while the antidote for wolfsbane brewed nearby under a doctor’s watchful eye.Anthony had been placed in the very last cot in the building with a dedicated doctor watching over him for the past few days. While he wasn’t dealing with the hazards of the poison, he was in critical condition and every day that he stayed unconscious was another day the doctors couldn’t be sure if he would survive.Blade walked into the infirmary for his daily check as Daphne stood to gather the used bandages for was

Arthur returned after Blade and Rex had returned, but by then, she had already heard that there would be werewolves coming from other packs to help support Silver Armor’s patrol routes.The thought made her nervous. She’d only met the werewolves who had chased them to the waterfall and the members of the Silver Armor pack. Would these people be nice or would they be horrible? Would they get along?Would they piss Arthur off and make him lose control?Her worries kept her awake late into the night. She tried to distract herself with work at the infirmary, but it didn’t work.The day they were supposed to arrive, Daphne had slept in late. She woke up just before they were arriving and hurried to get ready and see them, stumbling into her clothes and cramming breakfast into her mouth as she left.She exited their house and made it to the ridge overlooking the training grounds as a large group of unfamiliar werewolves approached the t

Rex called the patrol members to the training ground the next day with a solemn air."Good to see most of you up and running again. Good hustle last night," Rex said. "Just in case the rogues manage to slip through some time in the future, I'm having the patrol make a trip to the nearby river to start building an emergency water supply."Blade nodded, "The injured will stay behind."Mile huffed, "No way am I getting left behind!"Blade eyed him carefully before shaking his head. If the man hadn't learned about underestimating the rogues yet then there was only one way to teach him."Fine. We leave in an hour."The patrol got ready and led the small group out of the village in their usual formation with the Milky River Pack trailing behind them or slotting in where they felt made sense.It was a bit awkward, but they were less vocal about their complaints. The doctor was at the center of the formation as they got to the river.A

The first thing she realized was that her head hurt and her body ached. Daphne opened her eyes to find the world sort of blurry before her memories came to her.The attack. Owen’s chuckling. She’d struggled.She sat up as her heart began to thud hard and fast in her chest. She’d been kidnapped by Owen. Where was she? Would Arthur be able to find her? Was everyone dead or had they only attacked the village to kidnap her and left everyone else alive?What did he want with her?She shuddered in fear and tears pricked her eyes. She cast her gaze around. The room was solid stone it looked like, dark and cold with only the smallest sliver of light coming from down the corridor outside the heavy iron door.She struggled to her feet to feel around the room and found there was only one chair in the room, but there was a small window on the far wall. There was just enough room to squeeze through if it hadn’t been covered with bars. Sh

Owen had closed the door behind him when he left with a soft clinking sound. She thought it was him locking it, but there was the smallest sliver of light coming from the doorway. She drew closer and found the door was slightly ajar. It wasn’t a lot, but it was enough to give her hope. She gripped as much of the edge as she could and tried to open it, but the door wouldn’t move. She lifted a leg to kick against the door frame to try and push it open and it barely let out a creak before she lost her grip and went crashing to the ground.She huffed incredulously. What would Owen need to lock the door if it was impossibly heavy!A howl sounded from below the tower. She hurried to the window to look down at the rogues who seemed to be facing something oncoming.Had Arthur found her?She had to get out of here. Daphne worried her lip, casting her gaze anxiously at the chair inside the room. It was wood and old, but it was her only hope. She lunged