[AGUST]
The Kiyoto wolves were unsure of what to make of the sight before them, and honestly, no one could blame them.
They didn't understand how they had gone from the alpha wanting to murder the king, to the alpha dying, and waking back up only to slam his lips against the same king he wanted to take out.
It was something that creeped them out, but more than anything, it had them wondering what their future was supposed to look like. It had been three days since they had been attacked by the Lycans.
Three days since they had started mourning and burying their dead. They weren't even cold in the ground yet, and the alpha was mingling with the enemy. They needed answers. Answers that only the mad king could provide.
So, they watched and waited.
For Agust to speak up.
For Jiminie to say something, anything.
