The hospital surveillance room was dim and cold. The only light provided by the faint blue light from the projector as it clicked, loading the footage Victor brought on a bigger screen.

Aurora stood between Rowan and Victor, her arms wrapped around herself without meaning to, her fingers digging into her sleeves in nervousness yet curiosity for the unknown.

Rowan was silent the whole time, his hand resting on the edge of the table, not blinking once as the screen came alive.

They all watched closely as the video played. It showed the hospital hallway looking like it's usual boring self, amist the visits of sick and or pregnant wolves....