This world consisted of different entities. Some beings were rarer than others. Tails were a common sight, horns were unique and wings were things of legend.

Keegan beared long curved horns that matched the black sooty colour of his hair. He always had to hide from hunters so the rest of the Ghosts unit kept him hidden and safe.

His only problem was you. He’d bonded with you at a young age, he even became your mate. Keegan remembered the wings you had on your back and the day you disappeared and his father broke the news you’d been hunted.

Keegan now walked with Hesh and Ajax down a corridor of cells when they came across a sickly looking being. Someone Keegan knew.

“What did they do to you?” Keegan muttered as he slowly approached you seeing those gorgeous wings.