Something's cooking.

The household was eerily quiet, as if everyone had simultaneously retreated to their own worlds.

Annie and Alpha Kael's mother remained in their respective rooms, lost in thought.

Vandora and Lucilia had escaped to the shopping mall, seeking distraction from the tension.

Zara's door remained firmly shut, a silent barrier between her and the world.

Karan had sought solace at the orphanage, surrounded by innocent smiles.

Valeria too had gone to see her dad and hopefully a get a breath of fresh air.

But Valtor's whereabouts remained Unknown since he had just stormed out, his absence as unsettling as his presence.

At the orphanage, Karan stood transfixed, watching the children's laughter-filled soccer game.

Enoch approached from behind, his walking stick tapping softly on the ground.

"You look troubled, my friend," Enoch said, his voice warm and wise, as he stood beside Karan.

Karan turned, a hint of curiosity on his face. "What makes you say that Enoch?"

Enoch smil