-Bruce-
It was never pleasant having a mate who was hurting, especially not our Omega, our gentle Ana. It was unfair she was being put through so many things at once, and I was unsure how to help her. She kept lingering in my thoughts as we went to work with my father and some of the older wolves, talking about the strange behavior of the vampires in the area.
They couldn’t walk in the sunlight, so their attacks happened at night, yet there didn’t seem to be any correlation between the attacks, as if they were random. It made it hard to discern where to put our efforts, but something was certain—we had to do something.
My father and the others began coming up with suggestions, talking about gathering multiple packs who had an alliance and getting them to hunt down the vampires. I tried
