Celeste was talking to Kate when Kent strode into the room with the news about her parents.
Celeste stood up and locked eyes with Kent. "What? You have news about them? Do you know where they are?" Her voice was eager, desperate. She had left her own pack and joined the rogues partly to escape her twisted mate bond with Jeremy. And it was also because of Kent promise that he would help her find her parents. Unlike her own pack, who had grown accustomed to life in the small town, Kent's pack had roamed far and wide, gathering information and resources along the way. They knew better how to track down hunters. Celeste had been with this pack for a few days now, and Kent had been working hard to keep his promise. There had been hunters in the city before, and Kent had taken Celeste to the places where they had been seen before, but like their own town, the hunters had only stayed briefly before disappearing without a trace. They still didn't know what theCeleste was a little surprised by Kent's seemingly shy reaction, but she wasn't sure if it was really shyness. What was there to be shy about, anyway? It was then she realized he was talking about a surprise party. "A party? A surprise party?" Did they throw a party every time a new member joined the pack? "Yes, a surprise party. But it seems like the surprise is gone now. Now I guess it's just a party," Kate said, sounding a bit disappointed that she had spoiled the surprise for her. "You really don't have to do this for me," Celeste scratched her head. She never expected the rogues to throw a party just for her arrival. They were enemies not too long ago, after all. And suddenly, she was a member of the pack, and they wanted to throw a party for her. It felt a bit strange to her. "Of course, we have to throw a party for you! You're our Luna!" Kate pouted. Celeste sighed. Kate was speaking nonsense again. Celeste never agreed to be the pack's Lu
According to the address provided by Nick, Jeremy rushed to the place where the rogues were supposed to be. The place was hidden and elusive, and without Nick's information, it would have been nearly impossible for Jeremy to find. The rogues were clearly vigilant. But perhaps their vigilance was limited, as they let an outsider like Nick learn about their whereabouts and even pass it on to Jeremy. But Jeremy didn't fully trust Nick. He remained on guard, wondering if this was some sort of trap. The rogues seemed to be exceptionally busy today, coming and going frequently. They would blend in perfectly in the city, making it difficult for the unsuspecting to notice anything out of the ordinary. Only the occasional glint in their eyes betrayed their true identity. This was obviously the rogues' current stronghold, and at least Nick had not lied about that. However, Jeremy dared not get too close, for fear that his scent might give him away. He had no choic
Jeremy was seething with anger as he watched Kent get too close to Celeste. Although Jeremy would burn Kent with his rage, he knew that the wolves were completely oblivious to his inner turmoil. They wouldn't separate just because he wanted them to. In the darkness, Jeremy could barely make out the two werewolves in the distance, but he knew they were talking. He strained his ears to listen, but their words were muffled by the night's heavy silence. He could only see the rogue's smug grin. Jeremy quickly descended from the tree, his movements silent and agile. The absence of any other rogues in the area gave him a perfect opportunity to act. As he approached the two wolves, the clouds covered the moon, casting a shadow over the area. But the bright light from the nearby house illuminated Celeste and Kent, revealing their every move. Jeremy's eyes locked onto Kent's hand as it rested on Celeste's, sending a jolt of anger through him. Jeremy saw Celeste stiffen slightly and pu
Celeste's voice seemed to have some immediate effect, and the rogues stopped all at once. A few wolves still had their hands on Jeremy, and Jeremy struggled to free himself from their grasp, but he remained trapped in the circle of rogues. They were inching closer, their eyes fixated on him, eager to grab hold of him. "Let him go," Celeste's voice rang out, stern and commanding. There was an undeniable power in her voice that caused the wolves to hesitate, frozen in place. Some of their eyes flicked toward Kent. He was the true leader of the rogues, after all. The tension was palpable in the air, as everyone waited for Kent's decision. After what seemed like an eternity, Kent nodded his head, and the other werewolves backed away from Jeremy. Jeremy stood up, his eyes darting around the circle of rogues, wary of their intentions. A few of them snarled at him, revealing their sharp teeth, but he didn't flinch. His gaze was fixed on Celeste, searching for some kind of answer. But
Jeremy's mind was in a complete state of chaos, with thoughts swirling in his head like a whirlpool. The rogues had thrown him out like a sack of potatoes. When he tried to get back to Celeste again, he was punched again by the bastards. But Jeremy seemed numb to the pain. In the end, he lay on the ground. Above him, the moon was still veiled by the dark clouds, and he could not help but feel a sense of emptiness and despair creeping over him. Time seemed to have lost all meaning as Jeremy lay there, not knowing how long he had been on the ground or how he managed to crawl back to his place. His clothes were in tatters, and the mud caked on his skin was proof of the ferocity of the attack he had endured. He was bewildered by the fact that his wolf had not come out to protect him, and he wondered if it was because of the lack of moonlight or if his wolf was too heartbroken by the sudden abandonment of his mate to emerge. As he stumbled into his place, he noticed the unlocked l
Jeremy's head was throbbing painfully, and he winced as the bright sunlight seared his eyes. It felt as if a million tiny ants were relentlessly gnawing on his brain. He cursed himself for drinking so much the previous night. As he struggled to recall the events of the night before, Jeremy sat up in bed, but the sudden movement sent him reeling with dizziness. Ignoring the lightheadedness, he looked down at himself and breathed a sigh of relief to see that he was still wearing his own clothes. The werewolf hadn't done anything to him. Last night, the rogue had arrived at his place with beers. And Jeremy had confided in him about his failed mate bond with Celeste, telling him all about the reasons behind the rejection. He cringed with shame at the memory, wondering why he had felt the need to spill his guts to a complete stranger. After all, he barely knew this werewolf. Just a few hours ago, he had even tied him up to a chair and threatened to chop off his hair. "Fuck!" Jeremy
Byron asked a few more questions, but in the end, Jeremy didn't reveal why Celeste didn't want to come back with him, or what had happened between him and Celeste. Despite his continued efforts, Jeremy remained tight-lipped. Eventually, Byron let out a deep sigh and gave up Jeremy had been down ever since he came back. The pack was sad that Celeste decided to leave, but they were hopeful that he would return to his former self and lead them as their Alpha, but his aloof demeanor proved otherwise. Instead of taking charge, he secluded himself in his room, drowning in his own misery and relying on alcohol to numb his pain. Nancy tried to reach out to him a few times, but Jeremy ignored her. He could feel the other wolves' concerns for him, but he didn't care anymore. He was beyond their help. Although Byron encouraged Jeremy to step up as the Alpha of the pack, his reluctance and disinterest made it clear that he was not ready to take on the mantle. Now Jeremy probably understoo
Nick's words hit Jeremy and caused him to pause for a moment to reflect. Indeed, he shouldn't just leave his pack and his Alpha behind without a word. It would break their hearts. He looked over at Byron, and the Alpha had been carrying too much weight on his shoulders. Byron had been there when Jeremy and Celeste grew up together. They had been through thick and thin, and Jeremy knew that Byron was hurting deeply from Celeste's departure. He had also seen the way that the wolf pack had been affected by Celeste's absence, and he didn't want his own departure to add to their sense of despair. With a heavy heart, Jeremy knew that he had to make a decision. But he had no choice. If he had to choose between his pack and Celeste, he would never hesitate to choose Celeste. He felt that his conversation with Byron would not affect anything. But at least he wouldn't leave without a word. So now he was standing right in front of the Alpha of the pack. "I'm glad to see you back on you