Chapter 68

　　Celeste went out of the room where the werewolves were engaged in the discussion to get Sarah and Byron back. The wolves were so absorbed in their conversation that Celeste guessed they didn't even notice her exit. 　　As she neared the doorway, her footsteps slowed down a little. She couldn't fathom why her body was doing this, but her wolf had a different idea. It was as if her wolf had picked up on something in the air, and was listening with rapt attention, waiting for something. 　　Celeste was hesitant to follow her wolf, but she couldn't help but pause for a second. 　　The second felt like an eternity to her. She held her breath, waiting for something – perhaps the sound of footsteps that followed behind her, the familiar scent of grass, or the warmth she was used to. 　　But the second ticked by and nothing happened. There was no sound of footsteps, no scent of grass, and no familiar warmth. 　　A sardonic smile flickered across her lips. For a moment, she was uncertain if the sneer w