Crescent's POV:

I could smell her faint scent from the last room. She had been in there for over five hours. I couldn't help but being worried about her.

What had she been doing locked in a room all by herself?

Did I really scare her as Moon said?

Wasn't she hungry? She should come down for dinner. It's late already.

‘what? Are you worried about her?’ Moon intervened in my thoughts, getting me pissed off.

"Aren't you?"

‘We should go check on her, or maybe I should check on her myself....’

"Shut up wolf, and go take a sit. You talk too much."

"You say lots of words than...