The quiet night. In the werewolf - centered world, the night carried an extra layer of mystery and stillness.
Only the stars in the night sky emitted a cold glow, accompanying Isabella.
Isabella curled up in the corner of the balcony, her phone lying beside her. The webpage was still open, its screen light flickering in the dark, but it couldn’t light up the surroundings.
It was a truly dark and desolate night.
Suddenly, the door creaked open, and Theo flicked the wall switch. In the werewolf - centered awareness, Theo's presence was like a beacon in the darkness.
Isabella scrambled to her feet. "Theodore, can I pause my work for a while?"
Theo approached her, gently tucking her messy hair behind her ear. "Why?"
"My reputation is terrible right now. I’m afraid I’ll drag you down," s
