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SCINTILLA (n.) - a tiny, brilliant flash or spark; a small thing; a barely-visible trace.


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The castle itself seemed colder than it ever did before. The servants were almost nowhere in the sight, as the Royals were hidden in their wing of the rotting building. But Amaya wasn't interested in the Royals, she wanted to know where was the male Wolf who was trying to ruin her Pack by mixing them with their complete opposite.

As she marched down the narrow hallways, she came to the office she once remembered by interesting events and opened the double door by slamming it.

Just like she had expected, the King was sitting at the head of the roundtable, looking less than impressed by the Wolves invading his property. His hair was just as usually pulled to the back of his neck as some strades of hair were going on its way, his eyes were closed with narrowed eyebrows casting dark shadows over them, as his lips were tightly pressed against each other as if he was trying to contain the snarl.

Behind came Gadiel in sight. Whenever he was about to step in front of someone than the Wolves in the cabin, he was wearing suits. That day he was wearing the black matted button-up shirt, sleeveless suit jacket in royal blue color, matted black dress pants, and a beautiful polished black dress shoes. On his left wrist was the golden watch, covering just a little bit of his horrific tattoos. His dark hair was neatly gelled to the back of his neck, making his black eyes stand out, and cheekbones even more pronounced.

Amaya scanned the room as her eyes squeezed. She didn't know the many in the room, but she was ready to assume all of them were Betas and Alphas by the feeling of their auras.

''My Moon... '' Trick inhaled deeply as he came behind them. He was holding his palms pressed against his knees as he was bowed down. His breathing was heavy and pretty loud. ''If someone told me you're gonna run so fast, I'd have worn my cargo pants.'' He gasped, trying to catch the breath.

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