4 "And Ill be yours, forever." (1/2)

Collins slowly let go of Ezlynn's sleeping body and got up. He took one last glance at Ezlynn, who was a beauty lying on the bed. He sighed reluctantly, and quietly left her room, not making the slightest noise to perturb her.

Then, he went to his room and opened up his laptop.

”Father, Mother.” he messaged, ”I think that they've finally come to get her.”

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When Ezlynn woke up, she was girded in Collins's arm. He was still asleep, repudiating to release Ezlynn's body, which made it compulsory for her to wake him up in order to check the time. Her thick curtains weren't very receptive when it came to judging if it was still day or night.

”Collins,” Ezlynn tapped on his shoulder.

”Hmm?” he groaned sheepishly.

”I think that we have to go to work right now,” she erected from her bed and checked her phone, which was resting on her bedside, ”It's 8:31 P.M.”

Ezlynn's head throbbed from over-sleeping. She stretched, yawning. Since they had to sleep while the sun was up in order to avoid it, the summer sun had extended the hours of her sleep, which had been unfavorable to her body.

”It's already 8:31?” Collins groaned again, sitting up, and leaving to his room ”I'm going to change.”

Ezlynn nodded. Suddenly, her head throbbed again, as she held onto her bed for support, overwhelmed by the dizziness. She changed into her black leather jeans and a blue hoodie in her closet when the headache had calmed down. Although it was July and the weather was scorching, long apparels prevented blood and gore from splashing onto her bare skin and from weak rays of sunlight giving her burns.

Collins was already waiting outside her room, garbed in black jeans and a navy jacket. Ezlynn exited her room, face-to-face with Collins's beguiling features.

”Are you ready?” she asked,

Collins nodded as they both walked down the stairs, opening the door, and stepped outside. It was not quite night yet, with a nuisance of light still remaining. The moon was gradually waxing above Ezlynn and Collins, shining on their beautiful faces. The neighborhood was serene, lights on in a couple of houses, but most of them dark.

”Let's go, Collins,” Ezlynn said to him. The reserved tone in her voice had returned.

”Yes, Boss.”

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Their headquarters were not very alienated from Ezlynn's home, taking at the most 5 minutes for her to walk there. She had bought the whole building located in Chicago City for the burgeoning Werewolf population. It was easily mistaken to be a massive corporation's headquarters due to its glass, modern structure. However, people were too complacent to realize that the ”employees” that work there were youthful teenagers and adults stained with blood that only entered the place during the night.

Ezlynn scanned her I.D. on the main entrance, Collins following behind her. Due to Ezlynn's taste in picayune interiors, the lobby looked more like a ballroom than a gang's headquarters. Some of her tribesmen were in the lobby and bowed to her with respect. They all gazed at her and Collins as they passed by, mesmerized by their beauty that augmented in the waxing moonlight. The lobby was almost never filled since most of the Werewolves were in the basement, where the organs of the Venandis were preserved for selling them to the black market.

Ezlynn and Collins took the elevator to their office, which was on the top floor.

”Collins, tell Embry to bring the new member directly to my office.”

”...Yes, Boss.” Collins responded as they entered her office on the top floor.

Collins closed the door behind him, isolating them alone in her office. She didn't bother to turn on the light, for their nocturnal visions would penetrate through the darkness.

”So,” Ezlynn approached him as soon as he closed the door, ”We've got 2 minutes before the new member arrives.”