Entering the black market, you want to bought 'something' beyond reason. Half werewolf sat in a dimly lit room with both chained hands stuck to the floor. His neck was chained and steel muzzle in its mouth. Look like helpless in chains, it all happened because smell that made him lost in this place.

His bare chest thumped, while sniffing feeling something approaching him, familiar smell. Immediately let out a muffled growl to scare anyone around him.

"wh-who are you!?"