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Smeared bond

KING ARLO'S POV

"Your Majesty." Luther called out, walking towards me in such an arrogant gait like he owned the floors. Or better still, the Packhouse.

Was he here, knowing we were back or was this just a coincidence? But fuck it, with Luther, nothing is a coincidence. And you'd be a fool to let your guard down when you're around him.

It looked like a normal, harmless visit. But deep down, I was growing restless. Alpha Hillary wasn't the only one who looked different in the few days of my absence. Even Luther looked very different. Not in a sickly way like Alpha Hillary.

But there was this change of aura around him. It was different. Menacing. 'Outrightly' menacing. Like he wasn't trying to conceal his monster side anymore. His steps. His hooded eyes. His all-black menacing attire. The cocky smile on his face. The darkness that was creeping around his smile.

I think it was safe to say that Luther had finally stopped pretending and had decided to let everyone see him f
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