Touched by the moon

Chapter 15: Sneaky bastards and muggles

Summary:

The institute appears?,
Fenrir finds someone?,
A deal is made?

!!!!TRIGGER WARNING!!!!
*SWEARING
*MENTIONS OF RAPE
*DEATH THREATS
*TRANSLATED WITH GOOGLE
*INACURATE DESCRIPTIONS OF VETS AT WORK

Notes:

Previously....
What? Did he just threaten He-who-must-not-be-named? Wasn't he himself one of his followers? And a walking dead army and a cave? Has he finally got the trademark like black insanity?

His face must have showed a lot more than he thought it did or this man was just terrifyingly good at reading people.

Enjoy!

PS. THIS HAS BEEN EDITED

Chapter Text

"Hey! Stop that you'll hurt yourselves! Someone come help me these wolves are trying to get out!"

"On my way!"

"I'm getting the others that went on lunch!"

The vets rushed as they tried to get the wolves to stop trying to escape.... They woke three hours ago and have tried to escape several times despite their wounds.

Honestly, they were starting to get tired of this. Not only are these wolves stupidly huge and strong they are quite troublesome....

Fenrir was getting frustrated.

Not only was Veldora still missing but they too were now at the mercy of muggles. They still don't remember how they ended up here, but they just knew they had to get out of these kennels. He tried biting at the bars again and just like last time they bent but did not break. These bars had fooled them into thinking that because of them being so thin they could just break them, but no the muggles just had to make them with silver and to double the number of bars than the rest of these pesky kennels.

'Alpha, we have to stop the muggles are on their way back.'

'Yeah, and plus these bars are silver and are hurting us more than we are bending them.'

'But we are so close to Veldora, I can smell him! On one of the muggles outside!'

'Wait Sam? You can smell him? On one of the muggles?'

'Yes, we have to get out before we lose him! Wait... They are getting closer?'

'The muggle that smells like Veldora?'

'Yes.'

The vets finally got the wolves back under a slight sedation to make them a little less full of energy. They all sighed as they locked their room again after making sure they couldn't actually get out.

"Man, these wolves are a workout."

"They are. How long do they have to stay here?"

"Hopefully not long, I already called the local wildlife veterinary. They should be coming to collect them soon."

"What a reliever."

Walking into the waiting room the two vets saw a strange man with a long white coat much like them. Bidding goodbye to his friend the caretaker of the wolves walked up to the man in the white coat. As he got closer, he saw eight other people sitting by the man in white all dressed in all black clothes.

"Can I help you gentleman?"

"Yes, you can actually, we are here to collect the wolves you were talking about. These people behind me are here to collect and transport them to our fine establishment. So, if you can, please get them into the wolves' room while I fill out the necessary documents."