Chapter 155

　　Celeste tried to put up a fight. 　　She had a general idea. She would seize the chance when the hunters were busy unlocking the chain on her wrist and swiftly transform into her wolf, leaving this dreadful place behind. Even if she couldn't escape entirely, she was determined to give these hunters a taste of their own medicine, making them realize the dire consequences of ambushing a pack of fierce werewolves. 　　Just the thought of that ruthless ambush, where the hunters relentlessly fired their pistols at the fleeing wolf pack, while the wolves desperately scattered in all directions, intensified Celeste's fury. The idea of teaching those hunters a harsh lesson burned within her even brighter. 　　But things didn't go as she expected. Instead of freeing her from the handcuffs, the hunters' first move was to wrap a glimmering silver chain around her neck. As the icy touch of the silver chain scorched her skin, Celeste felt her inner wolf being suffocated, as if the vital connection betw