Enora sat at her desk, her fingers tapping impatiently on the keyboard as she scanned through a new list of potential candidates for the position of pack doctor. Nathalie had declined the offer, citing personal reasons, which had been expected. So now Enora was determined to find a new candidate. The pack needed a doctor, now more than ever, and she wasn’t going to rest until she found someone suitable. With a frustrated sigh, Enora leaned back in her chair, rubbing her temples as she tried to suppress the rising tide of frustration threatening to overwhelm her. She had been searching for weeks now, but so far all her efforts had been in vain. She didn’t look forward to her last idea. It was at the bottom of the list for a reason. She was going to beg other Alphas for a pack doctor.
“Damn it.”, she muttered under her breath, running a hand through her hair in frustration. “Why is this so hard?”