Chapter Twenty Nine

It was mid afternoon by the time Danica found herself breaking from all her swirling thoughts.  It was the day of the full moon and she was well aware of what was to come later.  As so much had gone on recently she had no time to truly consider the pain that she was going to have to go through once again.

Now that the time was here it was all she could think of.  Top that with a possible war breaking out, all the rogue attacks, the outbreak, and she had a mess inside her head.

They had still not fully determined what Mason's infected pack members were carrying, but instead of getting better they all seemed to be worsening.  On top of that even more pack members had begun to show signs of having the illness as well.  Where originally the abandoned building had only held about ten deranged wolves, it now housed up to thirty.

Mason had spent most of the morning making phone calls and doing paperwork, allowing Danica to be to herself.