Why the moon roars

. Strengthening the borders didn't usually take that much time, but we'd rec

to the library. I didn't go there often, there was never really a reason to, but I'd taken note of

of Baelakis pursing her lips in the far corner as she

sound and simply waiting for Stephen to notice my presence. Thankfully, that didn't take too long and his eyes met mine in a matter of seconds. I beckoned him over,

e to keep his eyes down when we

g on my chair and observing as he o

omfortable before I motion

e didn't know about werewolves. And now that I'm seeing her...na

nk me?" I completed,

ed in frustration. A knock from the other side of the door straightened h

ed as my omega, Clyde, walked in, his recently bleached ha

reeting to my hearing as he sat down next to

or bruise on his body, so I assumed the investigation went as smoothly as I hoped. He

e folder once more. He took the hint, grabbing it from the table an

the contents, distaste

ling with?" I a

, sounding more like a q

a hand through his hair. "He'

, "What t

d how most states had to instill a curfew because it was getting out of hand? There was a rumor g

d exasperatedly. He brought up his hand, pinching

aid, "he cleans up his traces well. Plus, most of the girls are almost neve

wl at the possibilities of what could've happened to Baela

ing thickly as I wondered if I really w

s as some sort of middlemen: makes them sell the drugs on the streets, lure in more

as Stephen clenched and unclenched his

phen and Clyde were saying, groaning as I

ve the pack grounds, guarded or not. It didn't seem like she had a problem staying here. Actually

treating her as a rescue of some sort. Stephen had settled just right with her

er uncanny resemblance to Evara, for one, was something that I thought I would be bothered by. Instead, I found myself or my wolf, better

She looked utterly divine when she was asleep, and the way her snow white hair was scattered ove

ldn't just sit idly while that basta

d out, grabbing my a

believe I was

only hoped that I wouldn't regret this. "Stephen can keep an eye on Baekalis whil

ooked overjoyed that I had given him the task to keep

with my instructions just yet, "Clyde i

standing at that, but Steph

scoffed. "I refuse to compromise my pack's safety to protect the life

wallowing whatever words he loo

posture from where I was seated on the floor, a

ss of tiles to chairs. I had always been more comfortable that way. Even now, surrounded by walls t

g to ponder over what I'd read so far. Giovanni's Room, was the titl

book I was reading back at home here, so I still couldn't fi

bring tears to my eyes as memories

me I left my bedroom, the sounds of cocks and hens bucking and crowing early

for my parents, and how bother

much, but even that, I could

ing, most likely trying to mask whatever level of worry he must be feeling. The action, however, just heightened mine. Even though I hadn't

e could join me. His smile widened as he dutifully plopped down, turn

m..." he stalled, avoiding my stare, "it's just pack busin

rowing as I stared at him e

e. "What, you don't like it?"

down instead of sitting up. I stared at the ceiling absent-m

ed to here, and I still haven't met my 'savior', so to say. If he was the one that ran this place, it would be somewhat unde

by their side constantly to make sure nothing went wrong. But, now

tephen just answered me with a confused hum. "How muc

ittle when I peeked as I saw Stephen r

take for you to

ed, "When do you think I can meet him? Cyrus,

stant memory. "He's a really busy person, Baek. Just don't think ab

.Ok

rd, my book long forgotten as we both star

let myself succumb to sleep, dreaming of a world where n