Everything was chaotic. Large flames engulfed the once-happy place, and no one knew who was to blame for the turn of events.
Screams echoed in the environment, and the pack's main leaders and soldiers did everything in their power to calm the fire and, most importantly, the people who belonged to the pack.
While all of this was happening, a man sat on the branch of a far tree, watching everything with a subtle smile playing on his lips.
His eyes held the fire far more destructive than the one in the pack.
"You shouldn't have touched what didn't belong to you," the man said before jumping from the tree and walking away.
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In the morning, Amelia felt the environment at the University was a little solemn.
Well, it definitely was a little paler compared to her mood, which was all ecstatic after last night's events. Even thinking about their first shared kiss brought a smile to her face.
