Fuyu's Fear

London: As it stood, Miller was perplexed, frantically working on Mathias to stabilize his rapidly growing amnesia. It appeared things were worse than Miller had perceived. Two days, my ass! If the boy made it past today with his name still engraved on his memory, then arrest me. I was glaring deathly at Miller, and he knew it. He was trying so hard not to look my way while running tests on Mathias. He knew I had a ninety percent tendency to kill him on the spot if he couldn't stop the amnesia. I wasn't going to lose my one clue to figuring out this mess those greedy, power-hungry motherfuckers named Council elders condemned everyone to. People were dying, and children were getting kidnapped and horrifically experimented on. A lot of things were going wrong, and it sat on my shoulders to fix them because I was the Alpha, Lycan King, and Werewolf leader. I had to protect my people, even if it was going to cost me my life. After all, what's a king without people to rule over and territor