Dead of Night (Survivors: The Gathering Darkness #2) by Erin Hunter

Author:Erin Hunter
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: A, YA
Publisher: HarperCollins
Published: 2016-06-07T04:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER THIRTEEN

Storm woke up in her own den, feeling the weight of sleeplessness lightly on her shoulders. She had made sure she didn’t sleep through the night, so she wasn’t fully rested—but these days, she barely remembered what that felt like. Instead she felt the comfortable sense of workable tiredness that she was starting to get very used to, and knew that it was time to get up, to walk around so her legs would remember how.

She was just glad that she wasn’t sick.

Out in the camp, the smell of the sickness still lingered. It had been two journeys of the Sun-Dog since Arrow had spotted the rotting rat and Bella had started to throw up chunks of prey.

It had been a very long night. It wasn’t just Bella—Twitch, Moon, and Woody had fallen sick too. All night, Storm and the other healthy dogs had run to the pond and back to bring cool reeds and moss soaked in water, like an entire Pack of Omegas. Which was fitting, Storm thought, because Sunshine herself had sickened after the Sun-Dog had finished his run. Finally Thorn had joined them the next morning, with great reluctance and grouchiness, as if she had been holding out as long as she could, refusing to let the sickness that was festering in her gut take her down as it had the others.

And yet, although it had been horrible, if the bad dog had intended to really hurt the Pack, then that plan had failed. The sickness didn’t seem to have permanently harmed any of its victims. They were mostly lying out in the sun when Storm came out of the den, eating scraps of prey brought to them by Ruff and Daisy, or sleeping off the exhaustion.

Storm stretched her legs and shook herself to cast off the last of her sleep.

The Pack was still recovering, and Storm felt like she was too, in a way. She hadn’t told Alpha or Beta what Arrow had suspected about the prey pile and the rotting rat, and neither had he. Was it too late now? Maybe it was too soon. She didn’t want to panic the dogs while they were still getting better—and she especially didn’t want any dog’s suspicion to fall on her or Arrow. But at the same time, if some dog had poisoned the prey pile, then they were all in danger. . . .

Storm saw Lucky and Alpha near the entrance to their den, Lucky walking back and forth in a tight circle around his mate and their pups, who were curled up together between Alpha’s paws.

Could Storm tell him? Should she?

Lucky caught Storm’s eye, and Storm almost looked away, but Lucky called her over.

“Storm, come here a minute.”

Storm tried to ignore her uneasy feeling at being summoned, and trotted over to Alpha’s den.

“You haven’t really met the pups yet, have you?” Lucky asked, with a kindly tilt of his head, when Storm got a little closer.

“Well . . . I was at the Den Break,” Storm reminded him, wondering if he had forgotten.

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