"Party". Aysel echoed in his mind as he walked into the shower. He hadcalways hated parties, they are always noisy and full of Alphas. Those Alphas always reek of alcohol, and disgusting scents.
When the water hit his skin, he hissed and winced in pain. He leaned forward to see a cut on his shin.
"Huh?" he stared at it in dumbfounded silence, he doesn't remember falling down somewhere or hitting his leg to sustain that cut. Except for one incident, his dream.
His hands trembled as he wiped at the cut and it stung in response, as if to remind him that it was real and wasn't going away anytime soon.
He had dismissed the nightmare as a mere nightmare and didn't tell anyone but now he was terrified.
He had fallen down in his dream, and the cut appeared on his body when he woke up.
A knock sounded on the bathroom door and he quickly do his business and went outside.
