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His head was tangled, thoughts unclear and yet anything that he remembered clearly enough was the dealing with the rogues and how they were talking one moment and fighting the next,
The dagger-
The poison-
His mates' voices-
Before he knew it, however, he was pulled back into the clutches of darkness, and once he woke up,
Chan looked around, finding himself in a place he didn't recognize-
Had another attack happened, where were his mates-
Before he could panic or think for that matter, he heard something and then he saw him.
With his blurred, yet clear vision, he could make out a figure, hooded, cloaked rather, or maybe they had their face covered walking around him, and before he knew it, they had held him and tipped up a vessel to his lips,
He drank the contents, finding the bitterness of whatever liquid it was seeping into his tongue and yet it wasn't long before he felt it flushing through his veins and all the pain and ache disappearing,
His vision cleared and for a second he felt like he could sit up.
However, before he knew it, he was acting on impulse and he pulled at the cloaked figure, realizing the veil wasn't simply present,
And before he knew it, his own eyes were slowly making out the features, over on top of everything, the eyes meeting his own-
And it felt like time stopped, his heart dropped, and he could hear every single vein of his transporting and pumping blood in and out of the organ,
He could even hear the distant talking and chatter and could make out his mate's voices and yet he couldn't think of anything but the pair of eyes he was looking at
Emerald- deeper than the greens of the brightest of forests and prettiest of gems, purely emerald eyes stared back at him and the only thing he could hear at that moment was his wolf's rumble,
Mate.
'Chan hyung- Hyung! Chan hyung is awake! He's awake!'
Chan blinked slowly, staring all around him before he realized he was in his chamber, and with no one but Jeongin staring at him with a smile, he realized he was sitting up, and not in a dream-
Wait.
Was it a dream?
He could only shake his thoughts off as he glanced at the male, returning a smile of his and beckoning Jeongin forward, who followed his words,
