Chapter 156

　　They walked in silence, Celeste trailing behind Kevin like an obedient pet. 　　Kevin was a towering figure with broad shoulders. Celeste couldn't help but notice how his back stood tall and rigid, as if he was holding back some hidden strength, yet he never let it show. 　　The corridor seemed to stretch on forever. Celeste passed through multiple doors, each resembling the one that sealed their own little prison. Curiosity gnawed at her, and she couldn't help but wonder what secrets lay behind those doors. 　　Were they hiding werewolves, or were those poor souls unfortunate subjects of twisted experiments? The mere thought sent a shiver crawling up Celeste's arm, raising goosebumps on her skin. 　　As they approached one of the doors, a familiar scent wafted into Celeste's nose. Perhaps her wolf was physically separated from her due to the silvery chain, but her olfactory senses remained keen. Though the scent was subtle, it sneaked its way up her nostrils, tickling her senses with its fa