{MIRA}
A sudden and uncomfortable invisible tug jerked me to my feet. Spinning around, Finn was immediately on guard. I'd dropped the thick file folder off in my room, and we'd explored some of the territory before we'd stopped for a drink at the Bracken Wraiths Valley brewery.
Around us, the other wolves, most who'd been friendly, but a couple who'd watched me with narrowed eyes, stopped talking.
"It's not them," I told Finn as I rubbed my chest. "It's Shiloh. Something is wrong. Where's the infirmary?"
Everyone started murmured at once until an older man stood. "I can take you."
It was a short run, one that I was able to do on foot, and when we arrived at the infirmary, Shiloh and Kai burst out. Upon seeing me, they stopped short.
"What's wrong?" I demanded. "What happened? Are we fighting?"
"We were locked in a closet."
"You…what? You were locked in a closet?"
Shiloh nodded, and I rubbed my chest again. "I felt panic from you."
