Chandria knew there were other werewolf packs beyond Howling Peak, but she never expected to come across one in a bustling city like Rome. Perhaps it’s because she’s a werewolf that she has this uncanny ability to sense and recognize a werewolf even by just looking at one. However, she was surprised to find these creatures so close to her, blending into the human world.
At a quick glance, she sized up the strangers. The woman embodied the essence of a travel vlogger, her auburn hair flowing like autumn leaves. One man had a mischievous air about him, a hint of humor in his look. The other man gave off an artistic vibe, his presence mysterious and intense.
Chandria tried to finish her coffee like nothing was bothering her; hoping she could still feign ignorance about knowing them and bei
