《The Angelic wolf (Yoonmin) *Completed*》Bonus 41
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"A winter... Wolf?". I looked at Lyon who was digging his nails in his arms. I grabbed his hand and he looks up at me smiling. "How do you know?". Lyon asked. "I'm Haru, I know all". Haru says putting something in front of us.
"So, should I tell him or should you?". Haru looks at Lyon. "You". Lyon says. "You sound like you know more then I do". Lyon said. "Woo, ca-can you feed me?". Lyon ask with puppy eyes. "Of course". I grinned. "While y'all act cute, I'll start". Haru smiled at us. "A winter wolf is the wolf of no remorse". Haru said. "It kills to kill without a care, so if y'all thought the evil wolf was bad then you were wrong". Haru stats.
"But Lyon looks harmless". I said feeding him. Lyon starts smiling while he eats and I cooed. "Look at him!". I squealed. "Do you have any memory of fighting or harming anyone?". Haru asked and Lyon sighs. "Yeah". Lyon answered. "Seeing anything sets me off and I just...". Lyon clicks his tongue. "I kill people". Lyon said. "Doesn't matter if they were good or bad, I kill.... And I enjoy it".
I looked him up and down like he was a different person. "Its not you killing people, its your wolf". Haru told him. "With a name like winter wolf, I wouldn't expect it to be a serial killer". I spoke up. "It only got that name cause it was white". Haru said. "It was supposed to be called Amaji but it was a little to late to get it". Haru adds. "Lyon, you have memories of killing all the amajis don't you?". Haru asked. "Yes".
"What?". I gasped. "There were more?". I asked and Haru nods. "There was packs of them til they were killed by his wolf out of boredom". Haru said. "I...". "Boredom?". Lyon hissed and I pushed him off my lap. "That's what I said". Haru huffed. "It wasn't out of boredom, it was for pleasure". Lyon laughs. I hid behind Aunt Haru looking at Lyon. 'So that's his wolf'.
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"How are you Jyon?". Haru asked. "How do you know my name?". Jyon asked and Haru stares at him. "Doesn't matter". Jyon scoffs and looks at me. "So you're the one who deflowered my Lyon". Jyon glares. "Where were you when Lyon was kidnapped and being assaulted by a Alpha?". Haru growled. "Sleeping". Jyon yawned. "What?". I hissed. "Hey, I told him to leave that man to die but he didn't listen, so that's his fault".
"Its his fault!". I yelled. "Uh... Yea". Jyon grins. "Don't you know what's he's been going through!?!". I shouted. "Do you?". Jyon tilts his head. "How much do you know about Lyon?". Jyon asked. "I...". I bit my lip. "Sounds like you don't know shit". Jyon laughed. "Now if you will excuse me, it appears that I missed a amaji". Jyon says. "Don't you hurt Uncle Hoseok!". I yelled. "Don't worry... I'm going after the whole family". Jyon said. "No you're not!".
Lighting hits Jyon in his chest and he hissed in pain. "Fuck!". Jyon coughs. "You will not harm them". I say.
"The hell...?". Jyon backs away. "Oh?". Haru glances at me. "Guess you aren't just a God wolf". Haru giggles. "Die and Lyon to me". I held up my hand. "No". Haru touches my head and I felt calm. "Can't kill him remember?". Haru says and snaps her fingers.
Jyon was surrounded by flowers and drops to the ground. "Lyon!". I shouted. "He's fine". Haru walks over to him. "He's sleeping". Haru said. "Go pick him up". Haru tells me and I ran over to him. "He's coming for him". Haru whispered. "Who...". I sighed knowing that she was gone. I carefully picked Lyon up.
"Who's coming for you Lyon?".
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