In the middle of the celebrations, the room is alive with laughter, music, and the warmth of shared joy.
Just monts ago, the unexpected proposal had taken everyone by surprise, and now, the energy in the air is contagious.
Suddenly, the door slams open. A guard rushes in, breathless, his eyes wide with panic.
"Guys! Sothing’s happening outside! A plane, it looks like it’s lost control or sothing! People are screaming all over the city, it looks like it’s going to crash!"
The words barely settle before the entire room is already moving.
Kieran and Ace are already gone, leaving Billy in Jun’s hands.
Jun hands Billy back to the detective, his voice firm. "Take care of him until we pick him up."
Then, he and Rey rush right behind Kieran and Ace, their instincts kicking in as they sprint toward the heart of the city.
The mont they step outside, the sheer scale of the chaos hits them.
Screams echo from every direction. People run wildly through the streets, so looking up, others scrambling to find shelter.
Above them, the plane jerks unpredictably, its movents erratic. It’s still in the air, but barely. The way it tilts and wobbles makes it clear, it’s lost control.
By the ti they reach the area, it’s already coming down, fast.
Ace’s heart pounds. His instincts scream at him to do sothing. "What do we do?!" he shouts, but his body is already moving.
Without hesitation, they shift into their half-wolf forms, their speed and agility allowing them to scale the buildings in seconds.
From the rooftop, the full reality of the situation is even more terrifying. The plane is diving straight toward the tightly packed city buildings.
Ace doesn’t think, he just acts.
His powers surge through him, instinct taking control. He has never used his flas like this before, but sothing deep inside him knows it’s possible. From his chest, his hands glow blue as his power flares to life.
He doesn’t even realize he’s speaking to his flas, commanding them as if they can hear him.
Blue fire erupts from him, racing toward the plane, channelling with it like a guiding force.
He tries to slow it down, to stabilize it, but it resists. The sheer weight, the force, it’s not working.
Panic grips him. "It’s not working!" he shouts, desperation in his voice.
Kieran rushes to his side, right beside him, moving effortlessly from one rooftop to another. "Co on, baby, it has to work. Try again!" His voice is steady, anchoring. His hands find Ace’s, gripping them tightly, grounding him.
And the mont they’re together, everything shifts. Like they have clicked.
The connection between them strengthens Ace’s control. His flas stabilize, and suddenly, he can regulate the plane’s descent.
Almost effortlessly.
Below, Jun and Rey leap down from the buildings, scanning for an open space, a place where the plane can land.
They spot a clearing and imdiately move to guide people away, making room.
Ace focuses harder, pushing his power to its limit. With Kieran steadying him, he directs the plane toward the clearing.
The aircraft fights against gravity, but Ace’s flas hold it steady. Bit by bit, the descent slows until, at last...
It touches down.
The impact is rough, but it’s a landing, not a crash.
Ace exhales sharply, his body shaking. His strength gives out, and he stumbles right into Kieran’s arms.
Kieran catches him effortlessly, pulling him close. "You did it!" His voice is filled with so much pride it nearly drowns Ace. "You did it."
Ace grips Kieran’s shirt, his breaths still uneven. "Without you, I wouldn’t have been able to," he murmurs.
A heavy silence falls over them until realization slams into Ace like a punch to the gut.
"The people..." His eyes widen in horror as he pulls away slightly. "They saw us. The people saw everything. They now obviously know that we are not normal like them! We have to get out of here."
Kieran follows his gaze, and sure enough, drones hover in the sky, caras trained on them.
Down below, Jun and Rey are surrounded by people, phones out, flashes blinking.
It’s too late.
They cannot be a secret anymore.
Ace and Kieran exchange a look, then make their decision in an instant. Instead of fleeing, they leap down from the buildings, landing beside Jun and Rey.
Their half-wolf forms stand fully exposed, the city watching them.
A woman from the plane pushes through the crowd, tears streaming down her face. Without hesitation, she throws herself at them, clinging to them as if they were her lifeline.
"Thank you," she sobs. "Thank you for saving us."
And just like that, everything shifts.
One by one, the other passengers follow, voices breaking with gratitude.
People hesitate at first, but then, more and more step forward, so reaching out, others simply watching with wide, uncertain eyes.
Despite the shock, despite disbelief in their eyes, they don’t run from them.
No accusations.
People reach out. So whisper.
No one screams in horror.
Only awe.
At that mont, Kieran, Ace, Jun, and Rey understand, this is it.
The world knows.
Now, they can only hope that humans will see them not as monsters...
--
Within minutes, the news spreads like wildfire.
Headlines explode across every major network:
"Supern in Haven City!"
"Mysterious Heroes Save Dood Plane!"
The internet is in chaos, buzzing with admiration and disbelief.
The footage is everywhere, videos of them leaping across buildings, blue flas enveloping the plane, and their final landing in the streets.
People can’t get enough of it. The city is alive with shock and excitent altogether. And before long, the streets flood with even more people, desperate to catch a glimpse of them.
So are skeptical, so are in awe, but most?
Most are fascinated.
Crowds push forward, taking selfies, capturing every possible angle as if it’s the most natural thing in the world to stand among beings who shouldn’t even exist.
But Ace, Kieran, Jun, and Rey know they can’t stay.
With synchronized precision, they move, jumping effortlessly from rooftop to rooftop, disappearing into the shadows of the city.
The world may have seen them, but they are still wolves. They are still survivors.
~By the ti they arrive back at the station, it’s deep into the night.
The detectives who had remained behind freeze the mont the four of them step inside.
Their gazes are filled with disbelief, stunned silence stretching across the room.
There’s no longer any doubt, no questions. The realization is clear in their eyes. These four are not just ordinary people.
For a long mont, no one speaks.
Their expression looks like they are saying, ’we can’t believe we just took you casually, even when they know they have never.’
The detective in charge of Billy, as she steps forward to return him, hesitates.
Her fingers tighten around the child for a second before, almost instinctively, she almost lowers her head slightly in respect as she hands him over.
Ace takes Billy gently, feeling the familiar warmth of the little body in his arms.
The mont Billy lands against his chest, he exhales in deep relief, snuggling into Ace as if this was what he had been waiting for. Within seconds, he is fast asleep, secure in the comfort he has always known.
None of them say anything.
Because at this mont, words don’t matter.
Their minds are spinning, filled with everything that has just happened.
For years, they have lived in secrecy, hiding, running, ensuring no human ever found out about their existence.
And now?
The world knows them.
And they are being seen as heroes.
Once everything is settled, they move toward the car, ready to leave the station behind.
But just as they are about to enter...
Flashes explode in their vision.
The news anchors have caught up to them already.
"Oh, no..." Kieran mutters under his breath, already regretting not moving faster.
Microphones are shoved forward, voices overlapping, desperate for answers.
"Just a few questions, please!"
"How did you do that?"
"Are you really not human?"
Kieran lifts a hand, his expression controlled. "We will definitely visit the news station and give all the answers needed," he says, voice firm yet polite. "But not now, please."
Of course, they don’t back down.
"Tomorrow, then?" one of the reporters presses.
"No." Kieran’s answer is imdiate.
They push again. "Then the day after tomorrow?"
Kieran exhales, but this ti he smirks.
"The day after tomorrow, I’ll be wedding," he says smoothly.
Ace turns to him unbelievably, but before he even processes Kieran’s shalessness-- in one swift motion, Kieran turns to him.
Taking his hand gently before bringing it to his lips, pressing a slow, deliberate kiss against the back of his palm.
The reporters gasp.
The caras zoom in.
Ace feels his entire body heat up.
His face burns, his heart races. But Kieran’s expression remains cool. He knows exactly what he’s doing.
The reporters are in shock.
Whispers spread rapidly through the crowd. So look at each other in stunned disbelief, others already fumbling to type out breaking news updates.
"So definitely not the day after tomorrow," Kieran adds, voice dripping with satisfaction.
Ace groans internally. It’s almost like Kieran wants everyone to know about them.
"Where is it happening?" one of the reporters calls out. As if eager to attend even if she will not be invited.
But it’s too late.
The car door shuts, and within seconds, the vehicle pulls away, leaving the chaos behind.
--
Overnight, the internet only buzzes more the mont the video of Kieran’s statent drops.
Clips of the plane rescue are still circulating, but now... there’s another viral sensation.
#HotHero and cuteBluefla hero’s Wedding starts trending almost instantly.
’They are together?!’ It’s all that feels the comnts.
The clip of Kieran kissing Ace’s hand spreads everywhere, millions of views within the hour, people analyzing every second of it, from Kieran’s smirk to the way Ace’s face clearly turns red.
Speculations begin.
Sowhere in the middle of it all, they start looking at Jun and Rey.
A clip surfaces of the two of them standing side by side, moving in sync during the plane landing, their half-wolf forms captured in high definition.
The internet loses it.
"They have to be together too, I can sense it," soone comnts.
"That’s what I thought too, I an the way the dark hair one looks out for the brown hair one, it’s almost like he was worried about him more than himself."
The dia scrambles for more information, desperate to uncover who they really are.
The public is torn between fascination, adoration, and sheer curiosity.
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