CARRYING the tray of food in both hands Tati thread the short distance to the private room in the infirmary.
Carlos opened the door for her when she stood in front of him. At the moment, he will be guarding the room until sundown.
The Luna was checking the dextrose when Tati turned.
“How is she?”
“Everything is normal.” Uno answered.
It was quite unusual seeing the Luna unsmiling. Normally, the steady smile on Luna’s face was already recognizable even from afar,
Yesterday afternoon, Uno arrived in the pack. It was in the middle of the week.
The frantic face of the woman was the first thing to be noticed when she gets down from the Cessna.
Tati made the call that the alpha has been severely injured. Aside from the customary questions, Tati heard nothing else from the doctor.
