CELIA
We came out of the bushes and ran straight to that man, blocking his path. We assumed it was Damian but…
“Zionder?” My eyes widened in shock.
Keith and I passed each other a glance.
“Why are you here?” Keith inquired.
He lowered his gaze and a breath slipped free of his lips.
“Richard was a good friend.” His doleful voice answered.
“Have you found the person with the red moon mark on their wrist?” He raised a brow.
“No, we're still searching.” Words came out of my mouth.
He sighed.
“Find the person before Damian ruins the entire pack. He's creating dangerous monsters.” Fear flashed in his eyes.
“We have made an underground place and locked all the affected people inside. It is more like a dark cave since those people are allergic to sunlight.” My words explained.
“Sooner
