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ambushking ([info]ambushking) wrote in [info]4bidden,
Kostya had been keeping his distance from Noctis since the night he'd found the boy locked in the basement. It was easy to say it was to give the dragon his space, but the truth was that he'd been actively avoiding him. The boys attitude changes we're giving him whiplash and he was left wondering what was going on with him.

He had gone out for a run, wanting to clear his mind. It gave him a chance to shift into his natural form and just simply wander and think about everything. He stayed out most of the day and it was late in the afternoon when he returned. He immediately went up to his room, wanting nothing more than a hot shower. He could tell as soon Ashe stepped inside that Noctis had been in there. The boys scent was still recent. It didn't take him long to figure out what he had been doing and what was missing.

Anastasia's necklace.

Kostya growled low in his throat as he fought to keep from hunting the dragon down. Right now he was afraid of what he would do if he got his hands on Noctis. And he knew the boy wouldn't give up the necklace easily. He was a theif after all. So he had to wait for Noctis to make his move. It wasn't until nightfall when he was able to follow the boy down to the room he'd created. He kept hidden in she shadows until he saw the pendant being pulled from the other pocket. Only then did he strike out, grabbing the boy by the back of the neck.

"Give that to me." He hissed out, eyes blazing grey. Even now he was fighting to keep his anger under control. "Now!"


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