Shake! Claude shook his fur as they arrived at the manor. They had to ride the bus from Saint Emilien to a spot. They hid from view before transforming into wolves. Then, they ran all the way to Widow's Moor. When they got there, the household welcomed them like normal. However, they were not offered clothes.
He walked with Len, sauntering along the hallways in their wolf forms. Behind them were half of the young Epsilons.
"Len, I need to speak with you." Elder Amis didn't even bother greeting them. He dragged his old body in haste, beckoning Len to the conference hall. Naturally, the two Alphas followed the old wolf.
"Alpha Len…" Zia, along with other elders, sat at the circular table. Two spaces were left vacant for Len and Claude. She stood beside the empty chairs. "The reports from the clinic came back. They found a match among the samples you sent. I don't know how to break it to you calmly."
