TIME: Late night LOCATION: The Woodlands STATUS: Closed, @queencfheart
As he made his way to the upper floors, two steps at a time, Wolf knew that what he was about to do was not something he should do. And yet, there he was, walking down the hall. Whoever looked at him, he appeared calm, collected ---- when on the inside he was searing with burning anger, fists curled up so tightly his fingernails were not too far from drawing blood. Wolf wanted to kill Scarlet and it was all because of Maggie.
Wolf couldn’t erase the sight of Maggie from his mind, how off she seemed to be after talking to Scarlet. He knew all too well and ruthless the Queen was, so it wasn’t hard to put two and two together. His mind was seeing nothing but the woman’s suffering at his hands and he was feeling alive just at the thought of it. He knew it was impossible to kill her but whatever he was about to do would be the next best thing.
Wolf wanted to kick her door down but he knew that would only draw too much attention, so he kept things quiet --- as quiet as his angry body could. Three knocks on her door. The loud bangs echoed through the hall. All he had to do was wait.