CHAPTER 112

　　**ASHTON**

　　What is happening?Why do I feel this level of pain?Damn it!It looked as though my eyes were bound with heavy-weight objects.I couldn't move or blink them.

　　I tried again,this time with a groan.Fangs were agitating too.I knew he wanted to show himself,but I couldn't let him out because that would mean danger.It was rare for me to let out my Lycae.As a matter of fact,it was a rarity for a Lycan to let out their Lycae when it was not yet the red moon.

　　This is because without the closeness or at least the presence of the red moon,it made it hard for us to control them.For someone like me,I have learned over the years to control Fangs because of how vicious he could be if threatened or smelled unwanted confrontation.

　　Something like what happened this evening.We were caught in a trap.A trap I was still confused about how we entered it.