Celeste blinked her eyes.　　And just like that, the rogue was gone? So what the heck was he doing here? Celeste was very confused by his sudden appearance and disappearance.　　Celeste opened the window. As she took a breath of the outside air, more questions were left in her mind. How long had he been staying outside her window? If she didn't wake up, what was he going to do? How did he know where she lived and where her window was? And how much of what he had said could she trust?　　She had so many questions. She wanted to ask the rogue, but he was long gone.　　The early morning light cast a faint glow over the window, adding to the surreal and almost dreamlike atmosphere. Celeste stood at the window, her eyes staring into the direction where Kent had disappeared from view. She strained to hear any sound, any indication that he might be coming back.　　Her mind raced with possibilities. But no sound came. There were no footsteps or rustling of leaves. It was as if Kent had never bee

　　It was totally reasonable for Jeremy to suspect the rogues.　　After all, the rogues' loathing for the wolf pack was blatantly evident. Their previous attack was still fresh in the wolves' memories. Given how notorious rogues were among werewolves, it wouldn't be strange if they started to attack the pack again.　　But Celeste had a nagging feeling that something wasn't quite right about it. She couldn't put her finger on it, but it felt like there was more to the situation.　　As she thought about it, she realized that Kent didn't seem like the kind of person who would adopt underhand tactics to take down the wolf pack. She remembered how he attacked them previously, surrounding them all at once instead of taking them out one by one. And even though Kent hated Byron, he never besieged him.　　Celeste understood clearly that she didn't know Kent well, but she couldn't shake the inkling that Kent would have preferred a more direct approach, facing the enemy head-on, instead

　　Ramen's place was situated deep in the woods, far from any urbanization.　　The dense trees and bushes surrounding the house gave it an almost secluded feel, and the absence of any nearby neighbors added to its privacy. The only sounds were the rustling of leaves and the chirping of birds, creating a peaceful façade of the area.　　The small house looked unremarkable from the outside, almost blending into the surrounding wilderness. Its wooden walls were weathered and worn, giving it a rustic feel. A small porch with a couple of chairs and a table overlooked the forest, and a few potted plants were scattered around.　　Jeremy had parked his car on the side of a road leading to the house. They had walked the remaining distance to the small cabin, avoiding leaving any tracks or trails that could alert the hunter.　　Peering through the window, they could see that the house appeared empty. The room was sparsely furnished with a few pieces of basic furniture, su

　　The sudden, shrill ringing of the phone echoed through the quiet basement, almost making both Celeste and Jeremy jump in surprise.　　"Jesus!" Jeremy exclaimed, his voice filled with disbelief. "You didn't mute your phone when you sneak into someone else's house?!"　　Celeste felt her cheeks flush with embarrassment as Jeremy's eyes fell on her. It was her first time breaking into someone's house, okay? It was not that she had been informed beforehand to mute her phone.　　"Okay, okay! It's not like I'm as experienced as you are. Stop judging me," Celeste retorted and threw her hands in the air.　　She retrieved her phone from her pocket and glanced at the caller ID. Her expression changed to concern as she read the name. "It's Byron."　　Why did Byron always call when they were together? Celeste wondered, her forehead creasing in confusion.　　She looked up and saw the same perplexed expression on Jeremy's face. She hesitated for a moment before pressing t

　　Missing what? What were the hunters up to?　　Celeste and Jeremy locked eyes. The hunter's words had made them both tense, like a bowstring stretched to its limit.　　Jeremy squinted his eyes and clenched his jaw. Celeste could see the anger burning in those blue eyes like hot coals.　　The two of them retreated towards the woods, moving as quietly as possible to avoid being detected by the hunters. They knew that they had to be careful. One wrong move could mean the end for both of them.　　"Did you see Mom and Dad?" Jeremy asked when they were sure the hunters couldn't see them, his voice low and urgent.　　Celeste shook her head. "No. I couldn't see much from my angle. I only saw two hunters inside. But since there are hunters inside and outside guarding, they should still be in there. I wonder what these hunters are waiting for."　　"Are you sure there are only two hunters inside?" Jeremy narrowed his eyes.　　"At least two. I was trying to look at