CHAPTER FOUR

(Third Person POV)

SMITH'S resthouse came off to be an old ancestral house. If not for the new blue Audi at the parking lot, giving a sign that someone was inside, no one would dare to stop by the place in the middle of the night for the whole yard seemed haunted. 

Venom leaped out of the car first. He went to Killian's side and opened the door. His highness promptly but with elegance got off wearing his bodyguard's black hoodie and grey sweatpants. Using a pen he saw in the dashboard, he rolled his hair up in a bun with a few strands cascading to the side of his face. 

As Killian straightened his body, Venom realized his height almost reached his. He might be only two inches taller which is quite impressive for no one in Blood Moon is as towering as him. 

The prince lifted his gaze up and under the faint hue of the moon, the pair of emerald green locked with the caramels. Killian gaped at Venom with fascination while the latter gaped back with dull emotion. The starting battle lasted for a few winks until Venom decided to quit. 

"Let's go," he uttered and shut the door of the passenger seat. He unhurriedly strode towards the house when Killian grabbed his arm stopping him in an instant. "What?" the beta rasped as he disliked being touched without permission.

"Are you sure Mr.Smith is here?" skeptical, Killian asked and roamed his sights to the whole vicinity.  

Venom's face writhed. "This is the address he sent me. Now move." he pulled his arm from the prince's grip and sauntered ahead. 

"Wait." The prince jogged after him and hooked one of his arms on Venom's shoulder. 

Venom hastily halted and eyed him with striking irritation. Steadily, Killian flashed him a mere grin and mumbled, "I'm scared of ghosts."

Venom shrugged his arm off, marched at a rapid pace, and grunted, "Whimp!" 

A chuckle left Killian's mouth as he shadowed him. "Venom Forcas, wait for me."

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(TIME SKIP)

"WHAT the hell!" Venom had to use force to untangle the prince's arms clutching his waist. "Space, goddamn it!" he snapped at him.

Killian who seemed to enjoy watching his discomfort made a small pout and flashed him a toothy smile. "If I die in fear there will be war, remember?" he reminded the beta who sent him a look of disbelief.

"You talk too much." Venom shook his head, walked to the front door, and was about to knock when he noticed an odd gap between the frame and the leaf. 

The door was unlocked. 

With furrowed brows, he shoved it open and was automatically greeted by a weird nose-twitching aroma. 

"Son of a bitch!" Venom quickly ran inside the house and found Mr.Smith's lifeless body at the receiving area, laying on the wooden floor and bathing in his blood. His head was ripped off and was resting near his trunk.

        

"He's dead," Killian who followed suit spoke in a placid manner like the gut-wrenching scene is not new to him. 

Venom's nerve pulled taut as he grumbled, "Let's get out of here." 

He had bad intuition about Mr.Smith's death. The blood was still fresh and he could infer the killer was still in the house. 

Never did Venom expect that his instinct was right when a group of men in black overall jumped from the second floor and landed in front of them creating an awful mess with the attendant's blood. 

Venom's nostrils constricted as he inhaled their scents. "Rogues." He determined that the assassins he confronted earlier and the scoundrels who slew Mr.Smith were on the same faction and it only meant one thing.

It's the royal prince they're after.

"Run, Prince Killian!" Venom yelled and nudged the prince towards the entrance but his subject didn't flinch even an inch in his spot. "What the hell are you doing? I said run!"

Killian whose hands were slumped inside the sweatpants sent Venom a puzzled look yet the beta could see mischief beneath his orbs. "They're just mere insects. I am sure you can easily beat them so why run?"  

Venom huffed in disbelief wondering if the prince is overlooking the fact that its more than three murderers they're going to deal with? Yes, he could handle them but not with a distraction around. 

"And who are you calling insects?"

Venom lost the chance to voice out his argument when someone talked behind him. His jaw ticked and his hands curled into balls along his sides when he spun around and confronted a familiar man he encountered numerous times. 

The huge structure of the rogue who's known for inflicting unrest to the eastern territories appeared behind the assassins.

"Reese," with disdain, his name rolled out of Venom's tongue. Venom was not surprised that he was the one who was behind those killers chasing the royal prince. A scamp is always capable of pulling vicious schemes. 

Reese; the rogue's boss wearing worn-out garments and a pair of leather boots gradually trudged forward and exclaimed in a taunting posture, "What a pleasant surprise to see the Beta of Blood Moon here in Moon Bay."

Venom hastily stepped in front of Killian as if his built could hide the prince which only drew a large grin on Reese's face. "Ah, I see. You are the hired bodyguard of the dark prince unfortunately, he must die," the rogue boss stated like it's only a fly they're going to annihilate. The grin vanished in a sudden and his expression turned gloomy. "How about you give Prince Killian to us and I will allow you to walk out of this house alive, Forcas?"

A smug smirk pulled the corner of Venom's mouth before he answered, "How about you fuck off before I kick your stupid ass, stinking mutt!" The intensity of his voice declared his refusal which astounded the prince who was watching the scene behind him. 

Killian's pale as the moon's countenance glowed. He could not help but chortle and shortly, he leaned forward, he patted the beta's shoulder and raved, "Hell, yeah. That's my bodyguard!"