The headache that had plagued Dean’s mind at his desk had only lasted a small moment. He truly thought it was nothing to worry about, and as he got through more piles of paperwork for the entire pack and Lupus gang, he stood up and started to stretch his legs slightly.He walked around the large office space as he would do to keep the blood flowing, but as he reached the door, his nose started to tingle. He took a couple of sniffs in the air.“The guards stationed outside by Lupus, he’s always overprotective,” Dean mumbled to himself. But he noticed something. The smell, even though he could tell it was the same smell coming off them every time, this time it was agitating him slightly.These werewolves almost felt different to him, different compared to before, and his instincts were telling him to be cautious. He could feel the hair on his arm start to stand up the closer he moved in.Eventually, he started to back away. “What’s wrong with me, first the headache and now this?”Walkin

Although Dean had all of these thoughts running through his head, he had never once asked his brother how he felt. When the two of them would meet up, they would continue as if things were normal.But that was the thing, for Dean, he wasn’t sure if things were just playing in his head, but it felt like they were just pretending things were normal, as if they were acting and it wasn’t their true feelings.That was when a big occurrence happened in Ruin City. During its large growth, it was currently at the tier 3 stage. Before that, some might have even considered it a tier 4. However, they were now on the cusp of growing to a tier 2 stage.There was a lot of migration into the city, as things became safer, and people were trying to predict the market. Some were banking on buying cheap housing in Ruin City before it grew larger, and more companies were investing in the area.Then, an attack occurred from the nearest tier 3 city. The gang thought things were going to be easy, but it was

Dean had a plan, but it was a very loose one. If anything, he just wanted to get out of his brother's sight in case he changed his mind. Perhaps the longer he stayed with the pack and talked amongst the others, the more they would have convinced him that it was something unavoidable.It was hard for Dean; he had practically left not only his family but everyone he grew up with, and the town he had grown up in. Ironically, if it was up to him, he would have made it so all of the pack stayed in Ruin City, and now he was one of the first to leave.Now he had entered a tier 2 city, where a new headquarters of NIRV had opened up. It was a large company that was opening more offices in more cities spread around the place.Dean knew a lot about the gang structure of the tier cities, but NIRV had a unique relationship with many of the gangs. Opening up in their city and working together with them, they seemed to be one of the groups that were untouchable. Dean felt like he knew why as he stoo

Dean felt lucky that he had run into one of the founders of NIRV. Through his research, he had found that there were three individuals who had founded the corporation and brought it to what it was today, and now he was with one of them.On top of that, out of the three founders, this one in particular was a researcher, the man who was said to have discovered how to create an Altered from beast fossils in the first place.Dean had great confidence in this man but was wary of such a person who showed next to no fear when around him.Following him, the two had gotten into an elevator and continued their silence. They reached the 8th floor, which was just under the 9th at the very top. It wasn’t a particularly tall building and far wider in the first place.What Dean did notice was that a pass was needed to press the buttons on the elevator, so his plan of forcing himself in and trying to figure things out himself would have been quite difficult.When the door opened, Dean was quite surpr

The experiments in the lab continued as normal. This time, there were a few more pricks and prods into Dean’s skin, draws of blood, and even more experiments. Usually, he would ignore a lot of the pain.For one, he was used to it, and because he was a Werewolf, it wasn’t as painful as the first time turning when their fur practically ripped through their skin.This process would be repeated a few times until eventually, the skin would no longer be ripped and the fur would just grow on the skin. Then there were also the painful days of starvation and restriction during the full moon.Yet for some reason, the prods and pokes were getting to him this time. A large needle the size of a bottle with a thick end was jabbed right into the back of his neck, and a stinging pain continued.“You’re just doing this on purpose today, aren’t you!” Dean snapped.“Do you really think someone as busy as me has time to just poke and prod you for fun? Do I look like a man who doesn’t have a company to ru