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Lustre's POV

My service to Alpha Luca wasn't a responsibility I’d brag about, but I liked to believe that I’d served him diligently enough to have become someone he’d hold in high regard. Also, since I arrived his palace as a lone wolf without a family, I’d already begun to acknowledge that he was the closest person I had and the one I’d known the longest that could pass as family.

But, did family threaten to kill you over an elongated mission? Fuck, no.

So, I’d begun to absolutely rethink those conclusions I’d arrived at earlier as I stared blankly at the threatening note I’d just read that now lay at the tip of my feet. Unfortunately, I have lived long enough to know that when someone is that willing to discard our history, it means that it probably never held any value to the said person in the first place.

Rush hour was still ongoing, but I’d started feeling very panicked and unsettled by the words I’d just read, so I thought of a way to slip away from the crowd of busy workers