[center]Dinner had finished and with it everyone rose and moved to the living room, the mood shifted as Wolff rose and stood before them. His gaze was narrowed and serious, everyone was alert and curious as he pulled out a roll of parchment. The children were asleep and had been settled after a bath and story, Kieran wondered what Wolff needed to say. 

He was as blunt as ever.

“The wolf attack was based on the sickness that doesn't have a name yet. We know this because a Healer within the Guard did an autopsy on an Alpha and found he had it. The rest of the wolves had the beginning stages, this isn't good and is cause for worry. I'm sure you all heard the rumors by now, of how this sickness came into creation?” Everyone nodded except for Kieran, his eyes remained locked with Wolff’s.  

“Wasn't it created when a witch cast a decaying spell and instead of hitting it's target it just dispersed into the air?” Wolff glanced at the wolf that had spoken and offered him a nod, his gaze focused on the sheet in his hands. 

“That's the story but I think it's something else, what I have no idea. This is why I've gathered you here, the Healer and I have spoken and she's suggested I check all of your brainwaves. Now up we go.” It wasn't a suggestion and with it, Verne turned and moved to head upstairs. Kieran and Ryanair along with everyone else followed and turned to the left. The medical room was the only room with a white door, Verne pushed it open and gestured everyone to go inside. The next hour each person was checked and then given a pill that they were to swallow, Wolff would have liked to check the girl that always seemed angry but he refrained from asking. 

Everyone was released from the room and they said goodnifht before heading to their rooms. Ryanair followed his sire into his room, his own room he'd given to the kids so they'd be guarded all aroun. Kieran didn't say anything and both shed go their boxers and slipped into bed. 

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Vermillion-colored eyes scanned the map with avid interest. A shriek had the focused gaze swiveling up to the interpreter, a slow smile spreading across pale features. 

Was it time already? With a snap of his fingers, the male summoned his army and rose from the cuahioned chair he'd been sitting in. As he raised his arms, he noticed the others around him mirroring his movement, the familiar coil of shadows coming to life. The shadows solidified and soon breasts of varying sizes stood before him, their crimson eyes glowing. “Go and cause mayhem by spreading our madness “ He cooed at them and soon he was alone with his summoned flowers, he moved forward and with a wave of his hand thr doors of his mansion opened and the frigid air from outside filled the large room. 

Cackles filled the silence and soon the male turned to the one who had cawed, a large black phoenix sat cleaning it's feathers. He whistled and soon it's weight was settled onto his right shoulder, it's beak was parted in an almost grin. He stepped out into the snow-covered ground and released the shadows that were at his command, the phoenix spread it's wings and took off into the night. [img] http://vignette2.wikia.nocookie.net/red-eyed-men/images/f/fb/Red-Eyed-Men.jpg/revision/latest?cb=20140311003501[/img][/center]

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