A Gift
Late into the night, the lights in the office were still bright as the officers meticulously scoured through the surveillance footage. It was a long, tedious and utterly draining task that demanded their unwavering attention and focus.
Needless to say, no one got a wink of sleep, let alone go home to rest.
Officer Mu, who had not seen his Alpha for five hours, was experiencing a withdrawal symptom.
After staring at the computer screen for an hour straight, he slipped out of the office and headed to the emergency exit, sitting on the stairs for a brief respite. Had he been a smoker, he could have released his pent-up stress with cigarettes. But fortunately he had not developed such a habit despite being surrounded by heavy smokers every single day, or else He Juan might not like him as much.