(Author's POV)
"It caught fire, and the Lycan Alphas are still inside. They insist on rescuing people."
"Come here and stop them."
"Your grandfather will be furious if something happens to any of them. So, come fast."
"Why are you not here yet?"
"Fabian, why aren't you answering my calls?"
"Fabian Stephens ..." Elisa's messages keep popping up, each one more furious than the previous.
"Fabian~ ... Fabian~ .... Are you alright? You don't seem good?" Myra inquired with concern.
Fabian, who has been staring at his phone, snapped out of it and looked at Myra, his eyes holding many questions. 'If the Lycans were at the mall with Elisa, did any of them encounter Myra? Or did Myra~ ... did she see them?" his thoughts were interrupted by Myra again.
"Fabian, you look pale? Did something happen?" she asked.
