Ceaser.

I was torn between sacrificing my pride again and saving him. I hated than I had been manipulated cleverly into agreeing to a deal where I gained nothing. But watching Alex slowly fade away by the second was getting harder to bear. The bite on his shoulder didn't seem to heal itself. If anything, it was getting worse.

Alex, one if my subjected, have been badly bitten by a rogue wolf. It was a dangerous bite considering rogues weren't part of a pack anymore. Theur bites were considered infectious and their presence around the pack which they had been sent out from was an abomination. It was a wrong...