𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒
SYNOPSIS: "Why, my dear, I'm your enemy." He slyly said. The smirk on his face said a lot. I looked at him confused. He then took off his mask to reveal himself. That smirk that lingered made me queasy. "Daemon Ares. The Alpha of the Ares Pack." I said. "Ding. Ding. Ding." His accent was a thick British one...