Dead set on living (Epidemic Meeting!)

Her mind was spinning, trying desperately to wrap itself around the news. It was unbelievable almost - that any member of Olympus would become afflicted, but more so that Virgil's babes were the victims. The Centurion had tried desperately to convince herself that this was some random occurrence, but under the circumstances it was hard to do. It had to be the work of the gods. Those who had always blessed the Olympus wolves with strength and health and wisdom were now cursing them in a fit of rage.



But why? Was it punishment for struggling to recreate their pack quickly? For losing track of so many of their brothers and sisters? Was it meant for Virgil alone? Had Olympus failed? There were so many questions and no answers to accompany them. Natalya was grateful for the call of her Consul, her husband, to distract her from these thoughts. They had a much more important question to answer - how would they stop the epidemic?



The sable woman arrived just after Hani and made her way immediately to Helios. She nodded to both women but spared any greetings, focusing on the task at hand. It didn't take a genius to figure out what they were there for, after all. "We have to figure this out quickly. Do you know if anyone else is coming?" Her attention was directed entirely on Helios as she awaited his reply.