Preparations.

Aimee's POV

Everyone in the pack is moving helter-skelter, trying to gather as many things as possible, as we only have a day left before the dark forces get into the pack and attack. Unfortunately, due to the outbreak of the illness, not much can be done.

I and Lucien went down to the basement. He got to the side of the room, counting each step as he did so and on the twentieth step, he bent over and pushed the door down. A secret room came into view. Gradually, Lucien went in and on the second step, he gave me his hand to take.

I did and we got into the room. It was a large space with a lot of food items but we needed more to be added to the stash. “I don't think this will be enough,” I said

The pack was large. All the men would be at the battle field but the mother and children were still a lot and would not fit in here at once. Lucien nodded, still holding my hand. “Yes but we have somewhere larger and that is where they would stay,” he said, then led me out of the secret room.

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