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It would be a lie if Suga said he wasn't afraid of the eerie atmosphere, but he kept moving forward, slowly. The hallway was lined with countless doors, and he had no idea if checking them one by one was a smart idea. He stopped at a balcony overlooking the outside and gripped the railing. From here, the beach stretched out into the night— dark waves blending with the deep blue sky. The breeze carried the familiar scent of the sea.

The stench of alpha pheromones from downstairs had faded, replaced by the crisp night air that eased the tightness in his chest just a little.

What now?

There were too many doors. And behind any one of them could be another asshole alpha like the one in the bathroom. Maybe causing a scene would get Hendrick's attention, but there was no guarantee.

What if the guards just threw him out before Hendrick even heard about it?