Eva stood outside of the tents and the healer’s cottage. It was grim. Several of the prisoners died over the evening. Not from their wounds, but from murder. Unlike the first attack, where the assassin killed themselves. The rest just disappeared into the night. Now they were watched by guards all the time.             Eva’s skills weren’t needed right now and so she was getting some warranted time off. It was needed. She was tired and frustrated. No, not tired. She was on the verge of exhaustion. Damon was at the packhouse receiving a series of boxes containing the notes on weapons they owned or moved on to other packs for better protection. These were exotic weapons, and they enchanted many in one way or another. Specific to dealing with specific threats. Powerful and dangerous. Gods only knew what this group was looking for

             Thomas looked over the lists on his phone of the reports about his people. He’d made an appearance at the healer’s cabin and received must of these lists. He’d sadly lost three people, Asia lost one. The injured prisoners weren’t dead at the of his people’s hands. His people were merciful to them. It was whoever they worked for that saw them as collateral and a danger to their plan if they talked. It frustrated him to no end. They needed more information on these people. No, they weren’t people. They were the creatures that made shifters into monsters in the eyes of humans in general. If what they’d worked out so far about their goals. These monsters wanted something to control the reaction of humans to them. That meant they weren’t as confident as they led their followers about opening up to humans. This wasn’t an open up to humans and live in peace with th

             Damon and the others sat around in the conference room poring over journals and scraps of scrolls covered in different spidery writing, looking for one vague thing. The fact that no one could agree what they were looking for made for quite a bit of confusion when narrowing down possibilities. He threw down the tattered scroll in his hands to the table’s surface. Karl, you’ll need to read through this one. It’s in that text again.             Karl’s a witch on loan to help get through some of the older documents, because no one in the area wanted any of this except a small group of deluded fools. Karl specialized in many of the older languages and could read whatever this was with relative ease. “Let’s me finish up with this one and then I’ll try to tackle that one. I think I’m beginning to see dou

“That’s it. I don’t know about you but I can’t look at another report or message. This is crazy how much damage was done in just a couple of days. You’d think I was gone weeks or something.” Thomas tossed down his phone onto the coffee table with one hand while the other kept Asia snug against his side. “Oh, I’m sure people are just adding little things to the workload in hopes of getting little things cleared up a little faster. Don’t fault them. At least they feel they can request it of you.” “I guess that would explain why the Cleavers want their front stoop replaced. I mean it wasn’t event in the middle of the fight. Anyway, what do we have to do exactly tomorrow. Just so I can make some notes as a reminder.”

             The healer returned and sat solemnly across from them. “Now, before you say anything, I took it upon myself to contact those conducting the trails currently. I did not disclose names, but I gave them the general parameters of your situation. They have given those parameters a general overview. It’s believed that from the results they have received so far from other trials, your situation is hopeful for a positive response to the treatments. There’s no surgery and your pups should survive. Now this trial only started a few years ago, and it’s a long-term commitment. The trial looks at both the mother and the pups as they grow. One question they could not answer was the long-term effects any pups would experience. With that information, they have also said that because you have waited so long for the trial, not your fault the trial didn’t exist much before this. But the sooner they a