After arriving at the school, Raze decided to visit the cafeteria.
Her eyes wandered around the well-lit hall as she skipped with silent steps. Arms swinging back and fourth as she passed each classroom filled with students who —she could only guess — are wolves.
Maybe this town isn't as monster-friendly as the others she visited, Raze hummed. It was only a matter of time before a battle between species began.
The brunette could feel dreadful joy as murder happened. She can't wait to rip those souls out of their mortal vessels.
Razial paused in her little adventure, gazing upon a glass pane by the door and seeing a tall, hairy man enter via the windows on one of the shelves. Tilting her head to the side, she saw no one occupying the front desk. There wasn't a student present, she felt no energy except for the man — or rouge, she should say.
Raze jumped, climbing the row of lockers and pushed herself to the ceiling, lifting up the ceramic and entering. She made sure not to leave a trace in her wake
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'Yes, Alpha.' The intruder replied. Eyes glossy as he stood behind a hidden corner by the shelves, the CCTV's blindspot. 'I received a report from—'
A silent yawn escaped the girl's lips as she twiddled with her silver knife. What's the f*****g point of trespassing if you're not going to commit murder? Might as well go all the way. She shook her head, what a waste of a good killing spree.
The unknown man shuffled in his spot, eyes darting around the place. His bare feet padded across the room as he grabbed a gauze-looking patch and slapping it on his neck. OoOoOoOH, a scent patch. Raziel made a mental note to get some of those in the future.
A creak snapped Raze back from her plans and saw the man had exited the library and is now roaming the halls.
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Achlys groaned, cupping his stomach as he exited the restroom. He knew those little dairy-filled pastries were traps that had been designed to ensnare a hungry man. Oh, how he has fallen. Maybe he should have taken the disgusting smoothie their Mother has made them.
The werewolf shook his head, willing the thoughts of his Mother's nasty creation away.
His wolf was restless.
'What's wrong, dude?' He asked as he walked to Class 616. 'You've been like this since PE. I couldn't even focus and almost dove into the floor y'know?'
'There is something here that's not right.'
'What is it then?'
The man had stopped in the middle of the hall as he heard it.
Cautious steps up ahead.
Achlys hurriedly whipped out his phone and dialled his brothers.
He had a bad f*****g feeling about this.