DAPHNE
It isn't easy sneaking out of the mansion with Caelum. At one point, guards gather across the hallway, and I swear my heart stops. But luck is on our side. Somehow, we slip through the gates unnoticed.
The moment we step outside, a cool breeze brushes against my face, carrying the earthy scent of pine and damp soil. I inhale deeply, letting the freshness wash over me. It feels like freedom.
Caelum pulls a sleek black bicycle out from behind a hedge, and I nearly choke back a laugh. The image of a broad-shouldered werewolf riding a bicycle is almost too much to handle.
"Go ahead, laugh." He says dryly, smirking as he wheels it closer. "It's fascinating, isn't it? Kind of like how we use cars even though we're faster than them. We don't need it, but it's fun."
I raise an eyebrow
