The room is depressingly dim when he walks in, like a man who loves to live in dark and fears sunlight lives there. And it smells of strong medicine and herbs, and quite gross too, actually. Facing his superior anxiously, he starts talking.
“He escaped” the tall gruffly man mutters in fear and anxiety “He escaped somehow”
And flinches when he receives a harsh slap to his cheek the next moment. He grits his teeth and stares at his superior silently, his cheek stinging. He does deserve the slap for being so careless.
“You are good for nothing” The superior hisses, his voice terribly weak. “How could he get away?”
“We don’t know” the man stumbles upon his answer “I swear we tried-”
“Find him at all costs” the order comes with an angry puff of breath “Alive and in one piece. Find him and bring him back to me”
“Yes, sir” the former replies curtly.
“In the meantime, I’ll plan on doing something that he never saw coming” The superior nods to himself, his breathing ragged due to anger. His man nods again and turns to leave to fulfill his task.
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Under The Full Moon (Ziam Abo)
FanfictionWARNING: This story is on hold until further notice. 𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝒑𝒓𝒐𝒑𝒉𝒆𝒄𝒚 𝒘𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒆 𝒕𝒓𝒖𝒆 𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝒅𝒂𝒚 𝒐𝒓 𝒂𝒕 𝒍𝒆𝒂𝒔𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒚 𝒕𝒉𝒐𝒖𝒈𝒉𝒕 𝒔𝒐. In the world where werewolves compete for the power and dominance, while omegas...
