Chapter 117

　　Celeste stayed on the bed as she watched Kent turn his back and saunter away. 　　She could have sprinted after him, demanding that he spill more details about Byron and whatever secrets they had, but deep down, she knew very well that Kent wouldn't spill a word. 　　And sure, she could have screamed and alerted the rest of the pack to seize Kent and squeeze out every ounce of information from him. But no, Celeste wasn't keen on stooping that low. After all, Kent had taken her in when she needed refuge and treated her with kindness. She wasn't about to repay that with a vengeful act. Plus, she was clearly aware of the fact that she was now stark naked, and the thought of chasing Kent in her birthday suit wasn't exactly appealing. 　　So there he went, striding off without a care in the world, just as quietly as he had arrived. Celeste let out a heavy sigh, realizing that their wolf pack's vigilance was as good as a sleeping puppy. It seemed like anyone and everyone could waltz in and out o