There's a prickling sensation along the back of her neck, eyes following Lucian as he moved towards the door. The wolf in her mind snarls lowly, Pipper and Echo still and go quiet. 

The voice and words have Aneira rising to her feet, entire body rigid and coiled tight. There's a mixed need to run towards the door and hide everyone until these people leave. But even before she was caught and locked away, she was never one to back away from a fight. Inhaling through her nose, she moves forward and nudges Lucian aside with her hip. 

She can hear two heartbeats on the other aide of the door, nostrils flaring slightly to catch the scent of a man and the softer scent of a woman. Hand flicking the lock, she curls her fingers around the knob and pulls the door open. 

An older man and a young woman immediately fill her field of vision, one with his arms crossed and the other with a bored expression on her features. Though that quickly changes when Lucian moves behind her, eyes widening and lips lifting into a grin. 

"Hello there~" The girl all but purrs out with a wave, painted nails gleaming with the gesture from the overheard lights. 

"I've never seen you two before." The old man who she assumes is Mr. Solomon from the call she'd heard yesterday's, frowns at them. They're both tall and slender, alarm bells shriek in her mind. 

There's the simultaneous need to tell the truth, and lie through her teeth as she eyes them both. She lifts a hand to push a strand of dark hair behind her ear, the girls eyes watch her intently. 

The wolf, who's she's slowly beginning to think of as herself snarls and snaps her jaws within her mind. "We need a place to stay for awhile." She settles on saying, voice calm and soft despite the urge she has to snarl out her words. 

The girl arches a brow and takes a step forward, face inches from her own as brown eyes flick this way and that. "Oh? Do you now?" It's said mockingly, a smirk curling pink lips upward. Aneira inhales through her nose, biting the inside of her cheek to keep from punching the girl before her. 

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"We have our choices." A monotone voice murmurs quietly, metallic door sliding closed behind them. A tablet was held in a gloved hand, glasses reflecting the light hid the gaze behind the lens. The Conference room fell silent, murmurs falling away until the only thing that could be heard was the soft buzzing of the air conditioning. 

"Perfect. Now let's see and get them ready to hunt." The Directors voice echoed in the silence, words underlined with an accent and a curl of crimson-painted lips. 

"Sir." That same voice replied evenly, right gloved hand lifting to begin tapping along the tablets screen. The office held nothing personal, shife walls with a line of windows on one side. A desk and a blank wall that held a large screen that flickered to life and filled with four different profiles.