THE LUNA HE NEVER WANTED
If my suspicion is right, that means she'll be stepping out tonight.
Just about to enter the hallway that led to the suite, Brook picked up light footsteps of two she-wolves.
I quickly hid back, waiting patiently as a figure in a dark hooded cloak moved quickly, a servant girl trailing behind her.
Olaine.
I surveyed the entire environment and indeed it was just the both of them.
Cautiously, making my footsteps soundless, I followed them to a garden which was at the far end of the pack house.
Olaine stood beside the fountain and removed her hood, speaking to people I couldn't see under the faint moonlight.