Omega Slave Turned Luna
asked Alpha Amal, a wrinkle already forming in his forehead.
“Yeah, do you have a name? An identifier? Did you see where the person came out from, anything that could help with finding the person? ”
“He was an older man,” piped in one of the men, a sinister smile lingering on his face. “I remember he had a clean-shaven beard, and he was tall. He was also arrogant, and there was a shed he brought the lady out of, blindfolded and all. It seemed like an underground place, because the lady was accompanied by two other men, and from the outside, that shed did not look like it had a lot of space.”
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