Alastor's demeanor shifted, a low growl escaping his lips as his features contorted in disdain. The mere thought of dealing with these wretched 'ruts' once a year made him grimace. Thank Lucifer, but it didn’t make it less infuriating that he’ll have to deal such ‘pent-up frustration’ annually. Never had he felt so disgusted in his entire existence.

He took pride of his self control when the situation called for it yet he was left rendered useless against such ‘mating-cycles’. It left him no choice but to endure it and let it take course, but in the only place he deemed safe. Away from everyone, an abandoned building. And yet, here you are, persistently stumbling upon him. How on earth do you manage to continuously locate him, especially in this blasted situation?

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