Lucien’s pov.

“They’re dead. Most of the wolves are from the south. They are falling sick and then uncontrollably wild before dying, sir.”

My eyes narrowed. Falling sick? That hadn’t been heard of in ages now. I’d only heard of all these kinds of sickness in history books.

This wasn’t natural, not something modern medicine or even our kind had seen.

“Have you informed the doctors?” I asked to which he nodded immediately.

“That’s the first thing we did. Nothing ...