Midnight Howl

Cirtine

Yixing peeked through the crack of the slightly opened bedroom door. The girl, Suyu, was sitting on Yixing's bed. Kyungsoo had wrapped a blanket around her shoulder, covering her up and offered her a hot drink.

She had finally stopped crying and stared silently out the bedroom window.

"Queen?"

Yixing quickly closed the door and turned around, "Kris!"

The tall silver haired male stood behind Yixing, still dawned in a suit.

"You know how worried I was when I got a call, midway to Midnight Howl, telling me to come back to the mansion? My mind jumped to the worst scenarios."

Yixing bit his bottom lip nervously, "I-I'm sorry. But I'm okay."

Kris nodded, "Alright. Tell me what's up Queen."

Yixing sighed, "This girl. She said that she was part of a human trafficking ring. Um... Icarus she said?"

Kris's eyes opened wide, his hand clenched in his pocket, "Icarus...are you sure?"

Yixing nodded slowly, still playing with his fingers nervously, "She showed me the broken angel wing tattoo on her back. She said that all girls and guys who were being...sold-" Yixing paused.

He had heard this story from Suyu and he had cried. He was so full of frustration and horror. How could people treat others like slaves? Or toys? How could these monsters live with themselves?

He had seen her bruises as he helped her change into more decent clothing. She only trusted Yixing.

Kris frowned, gritting his teeth as he held his arms out. Yixing looked at him through his eyelashes, which were beaded with tears. Kris moved closer, embracing Yixing with gentle arms. "It's alright...I know." Kris whispered, rubbing Yixing's back comfortingly.

"How did you get her away from the guy who paid for her?"

Yixing sniffed and told him the story. How he eavesdropped and then pretended to be the assistant. How he bribed and flirted with man. Kris was dumbfounded.

He had no idea Yixing had this all in him. He pulled the dimpled male closer, "You did amazing Queen. Absolutely amazing."

Yixing sniffled, hiding his face in Kris's chest, "What is this all about Kris?"

Kris gently pulled away, wiping away Yixing's tears with his thumb, "Follow me. I have to show you something."

Kris lead Yixing back to his office. The wolves were fast asleep near the fireplace as normal. Yixing waited by the door as Kris rummaged through files in his desk. Finally he pulled out a binder. A large one that had barely anything in it.

"Icarus." Kris said, opening up the binder, "One of the biggest gangs that my father was trying to take down. It's nearly impossible to get a hold of them and they seem to have ties literally everywhere."

Kris flipped the pages, showing pictures of mountains of cash, drugs and guns, "They monopolize the drug trade, weapons trade and human trafficking until my father came along. The wolf pack overtook the drug and weapons trade but we would never traffic human beings. That's too cruel."

Kris flipped the page, showing the last picture. It was a picture of a dead young boy, lying face down. He had a broken angel wing tattooed on the right side of his back, "That's their branding." Kris spat venomously, "Every single person being trafficked has that tattooed on their back. It's disgusting."

Kris closed the binder, "As you can see, we don't have much on them. But we have the girl, which means we can finally get a lead on them." He paused and looked up at Yixing, a smile ghosting on his face, "And it's all because of you."