Cedric walked stealthily, carrying the bag in his hand like a person's head was stuck in it. His fear of merely coming in contact without physical touch is enough to render anyone powerless. Nodding in response to the guards paying their respect, Cedric let himself get ushered into the study where Alpha Dylan and Beta Foden sat.

"If today isn't a good day, I don't know what else it can be. Zeta Cedric, is this you?" Dylan muttered upon his entry.

Holding up a stiff smile, Cedric ...