TWENTY-FIVE

Klyde zipped his luggage shut, patting it for good measure. He eyed the things he has yet to pack and sighed. Although he had already settled everything he needed to settle before leaving, for some reason he still feels anxious about the trip. He spent the past days completing tasks and leaving reminders for Von in case an emergency occurs in the company, not that emergencies usually happen. The days are usually just quiet. He knows the beta is responsible, he has proven himself, but maybe the problem is with Klyde now. And maybe, leaving isn’t really his problem at all. His problem lies more on what’s awaiting him for the trip.

A knock resounded from his door. He turned his head to the direction of it, before quickly standing up to open it. He opened the door, leaving only enough space for his head to poke around and behind it is Wade, already dressed.