Third Person's POV
For years, his role as the Minister of Culture had taught him restraint. Even a furrowed brow was controlled.
When a messenger once entered his study with bloodied wolf fur, he froze the room with oak-like aura. In private, he shredded three desks with his wolf claws.
They were heroes, and as family, his pheromones could only carry pride, never weakness.
But now, suppressed sorrow flooded his body like melting snow. His wolf ears trembled painfully, and his tail fur uncontrollably flared and tightened.
Fabian personally informed the Hutchinson family.
Eugene's mother, Sibyl, fainted from excitement.
Upon revival, she wept in Genevieve's arms, "He's alive! That boy's so heartless, not sending a word for so long..."
Genevieve also teared up but, mindful of Fabian's
