COUNCIL MEMBER TIMOTHY STARK
I locked the door of my living quarters behind me and pulled the book that I had been given by the librarian out of the bag. Taking a seat in my old, comfortable armchair, I began to read. I had asked the librarian to see if he could find anything about turned werewolves and their offspring. He had given me an enquiring look. I had assured him that it was just due diligence. When I had stopped at the library during Ally’s tour, he had pulled me aside and said that he thought that he might have found what I wanted. He had given me the book that I now held. It was a diary belonging to a doctor. Her name was Doctor Vivian Farmer. She had been the pack doctor in the Blue Mountain pack many years ago. She had kept a meticulous record of events. The pack had been a
