~ • No, I won't tell you. • ~

Was it fear? Was it pain? The ravenette didn't know, but what he knew was that his body was shaking whilst in the presence of an important man. A man whose scent alone sent him to spirals, the calming wisteria that emitted from him was the same as what was on those mountains. The same mountains he passed his final selection on. The same mountains which started his cleansing of evil from his blood. His throat clenching on the feeling of the scent running down his oesophagus; it was almost nauseating... yet peaceful.

The aura cascading from the man was peaceful, despite his overpowering scent of blooming flowers. His aura was like an angel, a fatherly angel. On the left side of his face was that gorrilla marking that alphas adorned, yet he seemed... less aggressive than what he was taught about Alphas... maybe it was lost in translation...

•
•
•
This is a sneak peak of this chapter as I felt bad for not posting for over a year.
I have been dealing with a lot lately, mentally and emotionally so I do apologise for the unwanted hiatus.