Apollo

Apollo POV

After Kevin’s complaint, my father had sent me to the project site. I protested, but my father used his compulsion for me to visit. I must have cursed Kevin a hundred times a day but that wasn’t enough. I wanted to draw blood.

I parked my jeep in front of the temporary cabin at the site that was built for the construction workers, and jumped out of it grabbing a satchel. Kevin had come back the same night after the scuffle and I didn’t want to see his face because I knew that the moment I saw him, I might end up murdering him.

I raised my eyebrow as I entered the empty hall and then exited out into the backyard only to be greeted by howling winds. The cabin was built overlooking the river and I saw evidence of construction work going on over the river. Oddly, not a single wolf was there. I narrowed my eyes upon the vacant site as unease settled. The slope of the river was thick with brambles and bushes. Mist rolled over them as if trying to protect it from invasion.

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