The reflection that stared back at Donghyun revealed a battle weary man. His entire right side was deeply bruised, a dark stain against his marble skin. He raised his arm over his head, frowning at the injury that spread from his wrist to his abdomen. His muscles rippled with a dull, consistent pain. Minwoo had told him that the bruise had appeared after Emma had extracted the hex from his body. Apparently, it had taken her several days to heal him, but she had healed Hyunseong completely the first night of her arrival. The thought made Donghyun’s frown deepen.

Back in his room he found Minwoo pulling the bed covers until they lay wrinkle free and flawless. The debris that ued to be his bedside table and lamp had been cleared away while he showered. The room shone with tidiness, save for the cracks on the walls. Donghyun turned away from the imprint Emma’s body had left behind; it went deeper into the stone that his.

Minwoo noticed the depth of the imprints as well and walked over to him, his eyes careful, solemn. “Hyung, was that really necessary?”

Donghyun caught the meaning of his words instantly. He turned to his maknae, shocked that he had even inquired such a thing.

“I had nothing to do with that. What happened here was not of my doing.”

“Aren’t you being too quick to wash your hands, hyung?”

“Minwoo-ah,” Donghyun warned but Minwoo continued without intimidation.

“Do you know who she is?”

“Yes. Somewhat.”

“Then why are you this way, hyung? What happened at the rooftop was not Emma-ssi’s doing. It was unlike you to be so volatile towards someone we have just met.”

The alpha frowned. He hated when Minwoo’s words made sense—but, of course, they always did.

“She’s done nothing but help us since her arrival. She saved Hyunseong-hyung’s life. She saved your life as well. We should be grateful to her, but all we’ve been is suspicious, rude, even violent.”

“I didn’t touch her.”

“Hyung, you can’t be this way. I know you’re angry, we all are. I know you want her to pay, we all do, but taking out our frustrations on Emma-ssi is not right. We have more important things to do. We have a pending hunt.”

Donghyun sent a sidelong glance at Minwoo. The boy’s tender brown eyes flashed fierce honey momentarily. His leader remained acutely aware of the anger that burned deep within the chests of his pack. Spending time on