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

　　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

　　"Where are you going, Celeste? Jeremy's been looking for you," Nancy's voice rang out from behind her.　　But Celeste ignored her and continued walking straight ahead, her mind racing with the mess of emotions. She wasn't ready to talk to Nancy right now. She didn't know how to speak to Nancy without risking her wolf taking over and causing a scene.　　"Oh, Jeremy, so you're here? You two were just..." Nancy's words gradually faded away as Celeste walked further and further away. She had no interest in hearing Jeremy's response. And her mind was also too occupied to care about whether Nancy had noticed the weird dynamic between them.　　Her mind was in a state of confusion. But not only that. Now her brain decided to play tricks with her.　　She walked away from Jeremy, but his scent and warmth seemed to have stubbornly lingered on her skin. She could still feel his soft lips on her cheek and the tickling brought by his stubble.　　And her own lips. They seemed

　　Celeste has been living with the rogues for a few days now.　　The size of this pack was smaller than her old pack, and everyone here was younger. Celeste never thought she would one day become a rogue and live with a group of rogues, let alone with this group that had once attacked Celeste's own wolf pack.　　The reputation of rogues was poor. They were known for their love of destruction and attacking other packs. But Celeste started to notice that her first impression might not have been accurate. Everyone in the rogue pack was surprisingly friendly towards her, at least.　　However, with her short time spent with them, Celeste couldn't be certain whether their kindness was genuine or just a result of Kent's presence.　　After coming here, Celeste lived in Kent's room because the pack did not have any extra rooms. And they did not live in one place for long. They usually moved quickly, maintaining their wandering nature.　　Same as her former pack, the rogue pack was

　　Jeremy paced around the room, his footsteps echoing against the walls as he muttered to himself. He ran his fingers through his hair, tugging at the strands in frustration. He couldn't believe that Celeste had just up and left just like that. It was as if she had vanished into thin air, leaving no trace of her presence behind.　　At first, Jeremy had assumed that Celeste just needed some time alone. The pack needed him to make decisions, so he went to the meeting room. He didn't come back that night, but during the meeting, his mind kept wandering to the feeling of Celeste's cheek against his and how he felt when he held her in his arms.　　Earlier, he had been so close to taking things further with Celeste, but Nancy had ruined everything. The memory of her intrusion made Jeremy's blood boil. He had felt so annoyed and frustrated when she had interrupted them, but now he couldn't help but feel relieved that she had broken the mood. If Nancy hadn't, who knew what might have ha