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Those responsible for protecting the sleeping wolves had gathered in the packhouse kitchen. They were exhausted and starving. Eurybia and Gammy were making everyone's breakfast while the group of protectors waited on the warrior's report and for the last of their group to appear. The fact that Gaia and Rhea had not joined them was a worry. The two women had been watching over Demon, but he was not doing well. Just as Gammy set a plate of pancakes on the counter, an ear-piercing scream was heard from the upper level.
Hyperion shuttered at the scream, "I don't think young Demon will make it through."
"The others have been resting peacefully for almost 24 hours now. What is wrong, and why is he still suffering? None of the others who were not full werewolves suffer like he is." Zeus asked quietly not to disturb his mate, who had fallen asleep with her head on the countertop.