Everyone instantly forgot about Riona and Vesper's petty bickering the moment a young werewolf burst in, crying.
Charna rushed over and tried to get him to stop bawling long enough to spit out what had gone wrong.
"Help! Please help!" The young werewolf kept repeating it like a broken record.
With all the sobbing and hiccuping, it was clear he didn't have the words—or maybe even the brainpower—to explain the situation.
Instead, he grabbed Charna's wrist and dragged her into the forest like some kind of tearful tour guide.
Naturally, a few werewolves trailed behind, anxiety rising like a bad smell. The kid's mother showed up, joining the worried herd.
And Riona, well, despite having zero plans to get involved, somehow got swept up in the chaos.
Honestly, she had no idea why she was even going, but it turned out to be a lucky instinct because what they stumbled upon was no small issue.
