[ZAFFUTO]
"What have you done?" Gabe asked, his voice hoarse when he finally reached his father even though he was bleeding.
The father and son were already wounded by the hurt on Gabe's face, which was a reflection of what he was feeling as he stared at his father. It was almost the creepiest kind of hair he had seen, but what else was he supposed to make of this?
Who was he to turn to when the very people he could have turned to were too shocked to even say anything? And for a split second, Gabe regretted not coming with his friends to the invasion.
Ciel could have at least helped with the chaos.
But that was a long shot from what Zaffuto would have done if someone touched his son, right?
"Does it scare you?" Zaffuto mocked softly, you would think that he was trying to have a proper conversation with the young, broken alpha in front of him.
