26 Mar 2019
Newt Scamander. Representative for the English Magizoology Wing of the Ministry of Magic in America. Young, unmated Omega. Had agreed to attend this party for one mission and one mission only:
To find out more about the alleged cross-country smuggling ring that has been poaching and hunting magical creatures illegally, selling their parts and goods all across the world.
Which he had a lead stating they would be focusing on American customers since the European Board had started the A.P.E. Foundation (Anti-Poaching of Endangered animals).
This was why he had agreed to attend the party, forcing himself out of his comfort zone.
Not to find himself drooling over Mr. Graves from the MACUSA Auror's Department whom looked stunningly fetching when he was snarling at his co-worker.
Not to find himself spreading his legs eagerly in the soft bed of said Alpha on the same night.
Not to find himself doing the same thing over and over again, in many different situations.
Not to find himself slowly falling back into a very familiar rhythm whom he had thought he shared with Leta.
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10 Mar 2019