Koln, Germany.
Inside a small tavern,
“Did you hear? One of the Winter boys got a mate,” said the brunette to his group of drunk friends.
“Yeah, yeah, I hear she’s the most exquisite thing to ever lay eyes on.” Came another voice.
“I heard the Winter boy locks her in his castle, not even his pack has been introduced to the girl. He keeps her prisoner and beats her up real good sometimes.” Came a third voice.
“Only a Winter boy would be such a f*****g monster.” The last man with the skinny tie said disgusted.
“SSSSHHHH,” the third voice silenced him, “You don’t want anyone to hear you. He might be a monster, but he is still a Winter.” The other man just shrugged.
“I bet she’s a blonde with legs that run for days and eyes as blue as the ocean.” Said the first man, the second man nodde
