Dirty little secret

#Flashback

“Diane! What did you perceive?” Liam pressed again, refusing to let it go.

“It was….it was the smell of a….of a Loup-Garous” Diane stammered fearfully, her skin crawling with unease.

“What?” Liam muttered under his breath, completely enveloped with shock. It was impossible. The last time he heard, the creatures had gone into extinction before the start of the great war eighteen years ago.

What the hell was going on?

***

Liam opened the door to the prince's chamber without being ushered in. He was clearly uneased by what he heard from Diane. It had been on his mind for hours, and he couldn't help feeling the heavy weight on his chest, so much that he couldn't fall asleep.

“What the hell man? You can't just barge into my chambers without knocking” Elijah exclaimed, gesturing vehemently to show his annoyance. He was just in towels, his wet hair giving him away; he had just emerged from the bathroom.

Liam and Elijah were childhood friends, they'd been friends their whole life.