What? Demand Byron to explain? Celeste was a little taken aback by the sudden change. Her mind struggled to comprehend what was going on here.
She had sensed a growing sense of distrust towards Byron from some members of the wolf pack, but she never anticipated the entire pack would be gathering together and demanding answers from him. Yes, Byron was acting weird these days. And sometimes he didn't look like himself. But no matter what, he was the Alpha of the pack. And wasn't Byron still recovering from his injuries? Were his wounds healed now? Celeste followed Ben's footsteps and entered the meeting room. The moment she stepped into the room, her senses were assaulted by a palpable tension. The room itself was suffused with a gloomy, oppressive energy that made Celeste feel as if she was suffocating. It was as if the very air was thick with unspoken accusations and unanswered questions. She couldn't help but wonder how this confrontation would end. ThCeleste had no idea why Byron and Howard were suddenly looking at her. And she couldn't figure out the meaning behind their gaze. Jeremy followed their line of sight to her and seemed to be surprised at her presence in the room. Byron's voice was low and somber as he spoke, and the silence in the meeting room seemed to amplify his words. "You're right, Bobby. I owe you all an explanation," he said. "Hunters have invaded our town. When I asked you to seek refuge here, I wasn't entirely certain about the situation. It was all so sudden and I had only just received the news. But I was attacked by the hunters and injured, so we must remain vigilant. The danger is still in our town." Byron leaned forward, pulling back a bit of bandage to reveal the grotesque wound on his chest. The wound was slowly healing, but the newly grown flesh was tender and reddish through his chest. It was evident that he had been in grave danger. Some wolves gasped. Byron had always been a
What did it even mean? Howard wanted Jeremy to be the new Alpha of the pack? Celeste wondered if she had heard the man right. Her eyes grew wide with shock as she struggled to comprehend what Howard was proposing. The room fell into a hushed silence, the previous whispers dissolving into the air as all eyes turned to Howard in shock. Despite the stunned looks on everyone's faces, Howard stood tall and confident, as though he had been waiting for this moment for a long time. Celeste shifted her gaze at Byron, expecting the Alpha to immediately deny the idea, or at least look outraged by the man's words. Even Bobby had his jaw dropped to the floor. But Byron remained silent, his expression unreadable. She didn't see surprise or anger on his face. She couldn't help but furrow her brow as she recalled the way Howard had prevented Byron from speaking earlier. What was going on between the two of them? What kind of deal had been made in secret? "
Celeste's mind was a whirlwind of thoughts. She was desperate for the need to quiet it down. She returned to the place where the investigation team should be gathering and waited for everyone to arrive to begin the job. She took a deep breath and tried to calm herself down. They should have been gone by now, but there was still no one there except her. Obviously, everyone was still in the meeting room, probably discussing Howard's proposal. Celeste didn't know what they were discussing. Should they have a new Alpha? Or how wonderful it would be to have a Luna? At the mere thought of the word "Luna", Celeste's heart raced. She felt a twitch in the corner of her eye. She shook her head, trying to dislodge the idea from her mind. To take her mind off things, she started preparing for the upcoming investigation, packing some weapons and dry food. She tried to keep her mind occupied with the task at hand, but her mind kept wandering off to the meeting
The investigation this time was just like the previous few ones – monotonous, uneventful, and ultimately disappointing. The werewolves' keen senses were on high alert, but despite their efforts, they found nothing. They asked around and learned that the hunters had once rented a room at the town's inn. They hurried to the inn, hoping to find some trace of the hunters. But when they arrived, they were met with the disappointment they had grown accustomed to by now. The hunters had long gone without a trace. Celeste could still smell the hunters' stench in the room, but the scent was too faint, obviously indicating that they had not returned for a long time, or had left a long time ago. But the investigation pressed on. The wolves combed through the town, searching for any clues that might lead them to the hunters. They visited the restaurant where Celeste and Raymond used to work, but found no clues. The same went for Raymond's coffee shop, which was eeri
Celeste's body stiffened and her heart raced as she felt the hands of her attacker tighten around her. Her mind went blank for a moment, caught off guard by the sudden assault. Panic and fear took hold of her as she struggled to break free from the grip that held her down. But her body acted faster than her brain and she instinctively began to struggle. But as she fought, the attacker's hold only grew stronger. The more she struggled, the harder the person held her against his chest. His palm covered her face, preventing her from screaming. In that moment of desperation, Celeste's thoughts raced. Was this the hunter coming back to take her away? The memory of her parents' attack flashed in her mind, fueling her fear and anger. No, she wouldn't let these bastards get what they wanted. A wave of anger erupted from within her and Celeste struggled even harder. She pushed her elbows back with all her might, trying to hit the man and break free of the hold. But the
Kent's eyes traveled up and down Celeste's body, scrutinizing her from head to toe. Celeste felt a shiver run down her spine as she realized how uncomfortable she was under his gaze. In the darkness, Kent's eyes reflected the dim light around them. She could see a range of emotions flickering within them, but their true nature was indiscernible to her. "What brings you here exactly? You still haven't given me a straight answer," she demanded, eyebrows knitting tightly together. "I'm not here to take Scarface's body if that's what you're thinking. Ugh, I'm not interested in even seeing his body." Kent shivered a little at the thought of his former pack member. "Besides, he's already been taken away by those hunters, anyway. I'm just here to look for any clues that may have been overlooked." "You know he's been taken away by the hunters?" Celeste asked, surprised. A few days ago, Celeste and a group of werewolves had visited Raymond's cabin, only to discov
Celeste's mind struggled to process what tangled web of information Kent had just unleashed upon her. She didn't even know where to begin. So Kent was the one who told Byron the hunters were coming at them? Byron had mentioned in the meeting that he had been tipped off before the attack, but he refused to tell them where the message was from. So, it was from Kent? It would certainly explain why Byron was reluctant to share the information with the rest of the wolf pack, especially given that Kent had led the rogues to attack them not too long ago. But why? Why did Kent help them? And what was the relationship between Kent and Byron? Kent had almost killed Byron, and yet here he was, telling Celeste that he had informed Byron of the hunters' movements. It was evident that there was a hidden secret between them, one that no outsider was privy to. Celeste couldn't help but wonder if they had been communicating with each other all along. As Celeste struggled to ma
Somehow, Celeste felt a prickly sensation at the back of her neck when Emma said Jeremy was mad. Her wolf urged her to rush to Jeremy's side to calm him down, but her mind reasoned that he would sense her presence anyway, even from a distance. He should have noticed her the moment she stepped into the base. Jeremy would already sense that she had come back safely, so she didn't have to go directly to him. Deep down, she was fully aware that she was just not prepared. She was not ready to see the man now. She didn't know what to say to him. Congratulate him for being recognized as the Alpha of the pack? Congratulate him for having many she-wolves willing to be his Luna? Again, Kent's offer whispered in Celeste's head like a spell. Celeste returned to her room and, upon opening the door, found Jeremy sitting in a chair. When he heard the sound of the door opening, his eyes immediately darted to Celeste. His brows furrowed. The flicker of frustration and a