The Threat

 One of his friends took off the phone and pressed the play button.

“Wooh…! Fuck off Beast Lord! Fuck off vampires and fuck off hunters! I am the Prince of Werewolves and I am purportedly the Child’s Prophecy. Not just that, I killed Aria.”

The voice was loud and clear to my ears. It was about when I got drunk in the motel. Though I can’t remember everything that night, I am certain it happened in the motel.

Due to my hatred and anger, I hardly grabbed Roger and pinned him to the wall. I almost punch him in the face but Kevin and Porter were able to grab and stop my hand.

“Hey, relax, relax. Don’t fall for his trap, okay? He can threaten you anytime he wants but that’s all he could do.” Kevin said with a worried voice.

“Don’t worry, Prince of Werewolves, I think nobody would believe in that video. Not unless they would dig down about your secret. But I assure you, I could get m