Dr. Peters ||15||
Everything seemed to move in slow motion before his eyes. The air blowing rapidly through his hair, that was flowing while being pushed back. His brown eyes were widen with surprise and shock at the same time. It all felt too unreal. He couldn't think straight because of the loose, dangerous alpha that was probably hurting people out there.
He could only imagine the blood that surrounded them, and continued to pour out of their lifeless bodies that were probably scattered everywhere. He had to do something before that monster did something far more worst. His two hands fisted together as he pushed through the running crowd of nurses and doctors that ran for their own life's.
But not him.
Everyone knew Evan Peters never coward away. Never. He had to be brave and strong. For the sake of himself. The chocolaty brown eyes he once held were now dark. Darker than any night sky. So sinister looking. Anger started to flared through his veins, sending an unfamiliar feeling through his chest. Something so intoxicating at the same time.
It was a rush of power and strength he was feeling. Somehow his own Alpha had activated inside of him. For the very first time.
In his whole entire life.