His shaky hands held the cloche, it felt so cold but he braced himself up and held onto it tightly.

With his hands still holding on to the cloche,he looked back at Alpha Richard who still kept an expressionless face.

Where was the smile that lit up his face few minutes ago? What could really be under the cloche that would make him be the one to open it? He thought to himself in a second as he looked at Alpha Richard and looked back again at the silver cloche.

"Go on!!...", Richard spoke out again, his icy cold voice clothed in darkness pierced him again as it struck fear...