Stale Tea-II

Isaac appeared from behind them. He didn’t allow his cloak to slip from his face and Dominic knew it wasn’t because he was embarrassed of his own face. But when Isaac’s hand extended forward he could see the burning wounds all over his forearms.

“Mr. Dominic,” Isaac called up, “I don’t know you much personally but I always have hated you since our first meeting back in the forest.”

Dominic shrugged his shoulders, “I don’t know you either but I am positive that I wouldn’t hesitate to slice you across the neck now.”

Isaac’s smile had fallen as he looked at the arrogant werewolf, “You don’t know anything do you?” He chuckled as the werewolf wasn’t even aware of the dark creatures that hugged him so closely as though they had became one with him.

Starvos narrowed his eyes, feeling that the sudden turn of event becoming dangerous for Dominic.

“What do you want then brother?” Shawn was the one to speak while looking at Dominic. “If you really knew from the beginning that this is merely