POV: Otto Moorland

I woke up in the medical wing with no memory of how I'd gotten there.

My body ached from injuries I couldn't recall receiving. Bandages covered my arms and chest, and the antiseptic smell mixed with something darker that made my wolf whimper with distress.

"You're awake." Nurse Quickly appeared beside my bed, relief evident on her face. "How are you feeling?"

"Confused. What happened?"

"You don't remember the old library? The blood moon?"

Fragments came back slowly. The ...