(Author's POV)
"Elder Moore, is there something you would like to share? Ever since the meeting you don't look good?" Sara inquired about Eleanor's situation. She has sensed something off with her.
Eleanor maintained a polite smile and shrugged Sara's concern off casually. She blamed it on the gloomy weather conditions of Kimberg.
It has been raining persistently there and Moore didn't really liked rains. Sara was aware of that. She then stirred the conversation, asking her, "So, there has been a lot of talks about your pack amongst others. How are things settling in here?"
Sara exhaled a heavy, tired sigh and utter, "I will not lie to you. It hasn't been smooth but it is still better than how it was before. We thought the assassination attempts and breaches have stopped after what happened with Brave's former mate's death but with the recent incidents, I am not so sure anymore. It seems like there is someone within the pack who is a traitor."
