Kent's intense gaze remained fixated on Celeste, his eyes boring into her with unwavering focus.　　With each step Kent took, closing the distance between them, Celeste noticed Jeremy's brow furrowing even deeper, his face contorting with a trace of annoyance. His arm around her waist instinctively tightened, as if he was asserting dominance.　　Celeste couldn't help but find Jeremy's possessiveness slightly amusing. He had been so confident, assuring her that he didn't care about Kent's ogling eyes because he knew Celeste was his and they had shared intimate moments together. But now, in the presence of Kent, Jeremy couldn't resist the urge to assert himself, as if proclaiming to the world that Celeste belonged to him and him alone. She wondered if it was an inherent wolf instinct, this need to mark territory.　　Her hand gently rested on Jeremy's shoulder, a silent plea for him to relax. Understanding her unspoken request, Jeremy tugged at the corner of his mouth, his arm reluctantly

　　Everything went down in a flash, catching the wolves off guard.　　The rogue, whom Celeste recognized as Jessie, an old-timer from Kent's rogue pack, darted straight at the hunters without a second thought. It was no secret that Jessie and Jimmy were practically inseparable. They might as well have been mates. So, when Jessie caught sight of the motionless Jimmy, he completely lost it and charged headlong toward the hunter, consequences be damned.　　But Jessie's undoubtedly exposed the location of the wolf pack. And it was still not completely dark outside, so they couldn't fully utilize their advantage. Clearly, their previous plan was now rendered useless due to this unexpected turn of events.　　Celeste shifted her gaze towards Kent and noticed a flicker of uncertainty and frustration dance across his face. But that fleeting expression was quickly replaced by a resolute determination. She could practically see the gears turning in his head. Without even glancing back, Celeste saw h

　　Celeste's heart raced as she watched the silver bullet hurtling toward Jeremy. Time seemed to freeze, and her breath caught in her chest.　　Jeremy and she were only a few steps apart now. A surge of adrenaline coursed through her veins. Without a second thought, she propelled herself forward, her feet pounding against the ground, trying to catch up with the silver bullet.　　But everything unfolded in front of her as if she had stepped into a surreal dream. Her wolf drew closer to Jeremy, with every heartbeat. Her eyes locked onto the dangerously diminishing gap between him and the silver bullet. Panic and fear swirled in Celeste's mind, yet amidst the chaos, she somehow managed to calculate the odds of colliding with Jeremy before the bullet could reach him.　　Too late! It would be too late!　　The voice whispered in her ear, carried by the howling wind. It taunted her with the harsh reality that time had slipped through her fur. But she refused to surrender. Ho

　　Guilt, helplessness, fear, rage...　　Jeremy was consumed by a mix of emotions, like a raging battle in his mind, tearing at his sanity without mercy. His head was going to split open under their relentless assault.　　Every time he squeezed his eyes shut, the vivid image of Celeste being taken away invaded his mind, playing on a loop like a tormenting film. He could see it clearly. The hunter leaped off the vehicle, fingers tightly gripping Celeste's fur before callously tossing her inside.　　His gaze was fixated on Celeste, his feet propelling him forward, desperate to bridge the agonizingly short distance between them. But to him, that distance felt like an unfathomable expanse stretching across billions of light-years. No matter how fast he ran or how much effort he poured into igniting his strength, he couldn't catch up, no matter how desperately he chased.　　Faintly, the whistling of bullets brushed past his ears, catching his peripheral vision with their g

　　Jeremy had exerted every ounce of his strength in the pursuit of the hunters. And the lingering effects of the wolfsbane hadn't entirely dissipated yet. But he had regained some strength during the ride, enough for him to confront that damn lying hunter.　　Without a moment's hesitation, Jeremy marched straight into the prison where Raymond was held captive. The rhythmic thud of footsteps echoed closely behind him, a clear sign that Kent faithfully trailed behind him.　　With a resounding crash, Jeremy flung the door wide open, startling the hunter inside.　　Raymond sprang off the bed, his face etched with wariness and shock as his eyes caught the approaching figure of Jeremy. He raised his hands, seemingly prepared to speak his piece.　　No words wasted, Jeremy breezed into the room like a gust of wind. He seized the hunter's throat in his vice-like grip and pinned him against the wall, causing the back of his head to collide with an echoing thud. A muffled groan