Sehun, Kai and Chanyeol walked through the palace, avoiding collisions with coyotes or even wolves. They couldn’t risk accidentally running into either, only to have to kill them in the end.   “She’s near.” Kai said, once they treaded up a set of stairs to the fifth floor of the palace. Sehun had to restrain himself from wanting to savour his time in the palace, his home. He longed to run through the corridors without having to sneak in the way he was doing now with Kai and Chanyeol at his sides.   However, Sehun lowered his head, tucking his hands within the pocket of his leather jacket. He was supposed to return home with a mate but he’d returned empty handed. He gritted his teeth, fighting the urge to ram his knee to wall. He felt useless and unwanted, especially with the letter scribbled up reminding him how incompetent and unloved he was.   Chaeyoung. He couldn’t get her out of his mind. He tried but failed. The mere image of her causing him to shrivel in anger and sadness.   Sehun abruptly stopped as Chanyeol and Kai stood in front of a specific door. “She’s in here.” Kai spoke mechanically, hesitating to lift his hand and twist the knob.   “Open up then.” Chanyeol patted his back.   Kai bit down on his lip. What if his sister lay dead and scratched by those heartless coyotes. He could never forgive Taemin for bringing his sister here.    “Kai.” Chanyeol called, “Open the door. You sister is a strong girl. She’ll be alright.” Chanyeol had Kai convinced enough that the boy leaned forwards and cranked the knob to the side, opening the door with a swift push.   Sehun watched how Kai and Chanyeol stilled for a split second with wide-eyes before charging inside, using their wolf speed.   Sehun enclosed on the door and his blood ran cold seeing the ghastly sight. The usual gold-papered wallpaper was shredded, decorated with blood splattering. Most furniture was stabbed brutally, their stuffing pouring out.   The stench of blood and metal filled the air. Sehun had to block his nose as it was strong and made him dizzy.   He only noticed the cries of agony once his eyes amplified onto Kai who was arched over the bed, with a lifeless body in his arms. He saw Chanyeol trembling blankly at the dead figure of Kai’s sister, his eyes looking haunted and torn with grief.    “Ara! Ara!” Kai cried out, shaking her pale body in his arms with desperation. He clung onto her ragged clothes, soaked with blood from the knife slashes running along her sides and stomach.    Sehun’s stomach clenched with sickness. *Which sick bastard would do this?*   From the corner of his eye, he saw a figure stagger into the room, his hands clutching tightly onto his chest.   Sehun caught his familiar scent and straight hair. His normally olive skin