Thirty-six

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He crushed his fist into the tree trunk. Gritting his teeth in anger.

"Why are they still walking freely instead of running in chaos?" The leader of the black wolf roared in anger, glaring at his men.

"We don't know" one of them muttered shakily. He didn't want to be a victim.

"Then find out now!!!" His voice boomed loudly as he unsheathed his knife striking it deep into the heart of one of his men. Blood spilt from the man's lips he choked and died at the feet of the leader.

"Find out what's going on in the pack and report back to me." He ordered and a few of them disappeared into the night as fast as lightning.

Back in the pack.

"Everything is stabilising but we are still yet to find a cure," Trevor said, reading from the paper in his hands. He adjusted his glasses looking at everyone seated before him. We were all drained and tired.

Percy raised her hands into the air.

"You have a suggestion," he asked with a raised eyebrow.