Rise of the Originals
Scar found himself slaving for the next twenty minutes, sweat dripping through to soak his shirt as he lifted, carried, scrubbed, hung, and did whatever job needed to be done.
Soon they were done and everyone retreated back to their posts, save the serving maids and Scar who moved to a corner and stood there as expected of him in times like this. They were like that for another thirty minutes before the first arrival entered.
It was Wade, Danielle, and two younger werewolves, their laughter ringing out loud as they stepped into the room. Scar studied the other two werewolves. They felt somewhat familiar, but he couldn’t place them.
“Young masters, mistress,” the house keeper ran to them, lea
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