~ ROWAN
A curfew was instated for the pack and judging by the responses I got from Jeremiah, they were not pleased about it.
"Everyone is on edge," he told me as we sat in my office. "There have also been a few… whispers."
"What kind?" I asked, sitting up straight.
He didn't speak immediately. He just glanced around the room, wringing his fingers in his lap as if debating his next words. I knew that the odds of me not liking his next words were high, but I waited patiently for him to speak.
"About the Luna," he continued, his words careful as he watched me. "Some believe that she is a spy for the king."
"Why would Nyssa ever do that?"
He shrugged. "I don't think they truly believe that, I think they're just worried and worried people say shit all the time. This is very unlike anything we have ever had to deal with, and they're scared. Hell, I am too."
