Spring. New plants are growing. Babies are being born all over the place. We had three more pups hatch just after Fern Day, the equinox. This is a sign of good luck. Maybe the apocalypse won’t happen, after all.
Jackson has joined our team, asking questions and generally being helpful. Jax hasn’t been able to get the necklace yet, but we’ve been trying.
Carlos is…getting restless. He keeps insisting that we’re running out of time, but Alpha hasn’t been acting strange as of late. Sure, he left for a few weeks during winter, but he came back before the pack had to prepare for the new season.
“I’m telling you, it’s almost time!” The urgency in his voice is clear.
“Carlos. I get it. You’re scared. Maybe if you told me the event that would trigger the whole, ‘destruction of the pack’ event, I might be able to stop it from happening.”
“That’s what you’re not getting!”
“Do enlighten me!”
“It was your arrival that triggered it!”