THERE WAS NO POINT in avoiding him. AXEL. and what sense was there in that? the once-human, once-mortal blonde had been turned werewolf against his will. a common enough story, especially in cyanide city. except axel was no ordinary human before he was turned, let alone after. no, the blonde was no ordinary case. he was a FUCKING HUNTER of all things. “are you still HELL BENT on killing my kind?” though apparently, according to the recon damon had his second-in-command do on the reluctant wolf, it wasn’t just his kind he had it out for; every other species in cyanide city had a target on their back too. more so than usual. “out here looking to KILL AGAIN?” the werewolf kept his distance, almost circling the other as he entered further into the dimly-lit alleyway. why was it always that people found their fate tested in a shadowy alleyway ??
closed starter. / @bittenhunter.