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Felix frantically runs through the forest, the dense trees blocking his view. He turned his back for three seconds and when he looks back, [y/n] was gone. Vanished into thin air.
He can't let Chris know about this, not until he needs to.
Chan trusted him to keep [y/n] in check, and now she's missing.
Felix lets out a string of curses, and starts to tear up. He stops and focused his energy on shifting.
A wolf takes his place, it's red-orange fur rustling in the breeze.
He picks up her scent and begins following it, it leads back to exactly where he lost her. And that's where it ends.
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The deafening silence filled [y/n]'s ears, her vision dark. She doesn't see anything around her, although she knew her eyes are open.
The only thing she remembers is leaving the cabin with Felix, being grabbing, and then everything went dark.
[y/n] wriggles her legs. Tied. Her arms. Tied.
She knows this is a dumb idea, but she does it anyway.
"Hello?" She calls, and a melodic chuckle comes from behind her.
"You're cute, ya know?" A male voice says, and [y/n] shivers as his cold fingers brush across her bare neck, pushing her hair back.
A pair of soft lips press against her neck and she whimpers. "I could just sink my teeth into you." The man mumbles into her [y/n]'s skin, before pulling back.
"But I won't. I'm not that. . . Rogue. Plus, you're too cute to have bruises and marks littering your neck."
He sighs, and [y/n] listens to his light footsteps as he walks to the front of the room. The light switches on, and she closes her eyes tightly as the bright light blinds her temporarily.
"Awe, you're even cuter when I can see you properly." [y/n] opens her eyes carefully.
In front of her stood a man with soft features, almost resembling a rabbit.
A grin graces his lips, an amused scoff leaving him.
"You look like a deer in headlights, angel. Loosen up. I won't hurt you unless I need to."
That most definitely didn't help, Doyoung.
A sweet smile makes its way to his face, and he walks closer slowly. He kneels down in front of [y/n], arm propped on her leg.
"I'll tell you what, angel," he starts, "sing for me, and I'll tell you why you're here."
The sentence shocked [y/n], what would singing do for her? What would he do if she refused?
Her heart hammers in her rib cage.
"Do you speak Korean? Or do I need to speak English for you to understand me?"
He raises an eyebrow, his perfectly soft features contorting to confusion, his sunset pink tongue running over his lips.
Swallowing, his Adam's apple bobbing up and back down, he lets his head fall on [y/n]'s leg dramatically.
"The cute ones are always difficult."
He snuzzles his head between [y/n]'s knees, a soft hum of thought coming from his throat.
A loud bang on the door makes him groan in annoyance, laying himself back onto the floor.
"What?" He asks as he stands, dusting off his clothes.
The heavy metal door opens, revealing a taller male with side-swepted, raven hair.
"Any luck?" His voice was husky and rough, near the opposite of the lullaby-like voice of the other's.
"Nope. Hasn't said a word but 'hello' since she woke up." The bunny boy says with annoyance in his tone.
The ravenette rubs his eyes with a sigh.
"Okay. Do you think you can handle it or do I have to bring in Lucas?"
Bunny boy scoffs.
"That sex crazy freak? Look, he may be in our Coven but why the hell would I trust him with the hostage?" He crosses his arms with a look of disgust.
The other sighs, "I guess you have a point. What about we ask the girl of the hour herself?" He suggests.
[y/n]'s chest hitches as her breath catches in her throat, not exactly liking the idea of confrontation.
Bunny boy grins at the idea.
"Yeah, angel," he turns to face her, "tell me, stick with me for a few more hours, or meet some more of the Coven?"
VOTE;
STAY WITH DOYOUNG ("BUNNY BOY")
MEET SOMEONE ELSE
STAY SILENT
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