HOWL!
The corner of Aries's lips curled up into a smirk because as soon as the last syllable rolled out of her tongue, a faint howl penetrated the thick walls of the royal palace. A howl. A sound that was known yet alien in the land of vampires.
The members of the Raven froze; Miguel and London's eyes slowly went wide as soon as that sound caressed their ears. Their ears were keen enough to detect what kind of howl it was; wolves howl.
"Don't tell me —" London's breath hitched, looking in Conan's direction on instinct. Much to his surprise, Conan seemed he was also caught off guard.
Meanwhile, Miguel's heart suddenly thudded against his chest. The restlessness he had been fighting months ago resurfaced in his heart. When his eyes instinctively shifted at Fabian, Miguel balled his hand at the butler's annoying smile.
"Hah…" Giselle let out a short, dry laugh. "... you… brought the wolves into this land?"
