The night sky was aglow with bright firefly lights. I looked up to stretch my nape. The pasty crescent moon shone like a silvery claw in the night sky.

I heard a howl.

Fuck, you gotta be kidding me.

"Brahms," I looked from the feminine voice spoke from my behind.

Her brazen coffee eyes stared at me, her shoulders were moving and her hair almost covering her face because of the cold and strong wind. I raised an eyebrow at her.

"I know, I heard that too," I muttered as I quickly avoided my eyes off her.

It's starting.

The haunt of Rouges is starting in this night. The night...