I hear a "come in!"and I open the door. As I walk in I pay my attention to a man half dressed in the middle of the room. Then I realise who it is and a bolt of panic shoots through me, I dash towards him and grip him by the neck, "How the hell did a piece of shit like you get in here!" I shout at him. I turn my gaze to Tasha,"Was it you...?" I snarl at her with a murderous look in my eyes.
"No! Who is he?" She spits back scowling at me probably mad because I accused her.
"This man is Rin. Son to the Alpha of The Wolves. Rin WhiteFang." I turn my attention back to the shifter. To see him reaching for a blade in this pocket. In half a second it is at my throat and I am put on the spot. I back away but he takes a swing at me, then kicks me in the chest and then slices my shoulder. I stumble to the ground. I look at Tasha only to see her in shock and frozen to the spot. I don't know why but seeing her like this makes me mad. No...it makes me enraged with murderous intent.
I smirk, fine...He wants to play does he?
Well let's play...
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Phantoms
FantasyPhantoms and Wolves. Two completely different organisations but aim for the same goal. To hunt demons. But what if a Phantom became the most powerful Demon of all? The most powerful and the last of its kind. What if everyone was hunting the Phanto...
