Chapter 17. A Vague Memory

Celestina Villarama's POV

I was left wondering how I would be able to call Siege out in the woods when I couldn’t even figure out how I would be able to get out of this place without getting the attention of Lucas, who was still caught up in the momentum of seeking Kristoffer’s death bed. Ice wasn’t moving away from his spot; he’s most probably being hindered by Lucas himself from intervening.

"Call Siege while you still can, Celeste. You’re the last hope…" Kristoffer’s breathing was slower than the normal rate, which only shows how weakened he has become.

I gazed above the skies and stared at the moon. I can’t properly explain how it was possible, but believe it or not, the moon itself turned back to how it was earlier—a crimson one. I gulped as I recalled the image of Siege inside my head. The alpha was still inside the same place; however, Kristoffer was no longer there. He was holding onto a small picture of a girl that was framed. It wasn’t literally a picture