Their rushing steps echoed through the corridor before the pack warriors appeared before Magnus panting heavily.
" How's it?"
" He's nowhere; we've searched everywhere."
Magnus furrowed his brow, it was noon already, and there was still no trace of Larsen anywhere; his cell phone was found on the floor in the forest. Magnus believed he hadn't gone missing, neither was he worried that something bad had happened to him, but yet his mind was unsettled, filled with curiosity and concerns.
" Where is he? This is so unlike him," he whispered.
Another guard rushed inside the sitting room just then and bowed slightly before him.
" Sir Magnus," he called,
" How's it?"
" Mathew, the guest, died last night due to the deep cut from the silver knife and excess bleeding,"
" f**k!," Magnus curse
