Natalie Avax was many things, but never careless. She knew this was a targeted attack. After all, it wasn’t every day her phone was intentionally stolen.
"Tell me what the girl looked like again?" Dion asked, furiously typing on his phone as he contacted his sources.
"I can’t exactly remember. The girl had a hoodie on and left so quickly I didn’t even get a good look at her face," Natalie frowned, thinking hard. She was Natalie Avax, after all, and didn’t bother to keep tabs on everyone unless it suited her needs. 𝐟𝕣𝕖𝐞𝐰𝕖𝚋𝐧𝗼𝚟𝐞𝕝.𝗰𝐨𝐦
But Natalie was smart, and it was as if her brain had paused that moment. She zoomed in on the culprit in her mind’s eye.
"Blonde hair...." she muttered, recognition setting in. "There were strands peeking out beneath the hoodie. Other than that, I don’t exactly remember the face."
"That’s the moment you wish Lunaris Academy had cameras around," Dion muttered in annoyance as he kept typing on his phone, "but no, they insist on living in the stone age."
This was a historical school and disliked the intrusion of cameras on their privacy. Moreover, the werewolves depended on their heightened senses to protect themselves.
Dion lifted his head. "I’ve put the word out to see if anyone recognizes the girl, but so far there’s no positive result. From the look of things, there’s a possibility she came from outside the academy."
Natalie’s eyes sharpened. "If she came from outside, then there are cameras at the security booth. They should have captured her."
"Hell yeah, you’re right," Dion said. "We should head there now. What about your side?"
"No, nothing yet," Natalie shook her head. "The line is dead, so they can’t track its current location."
She stared down at the second phone she had already acquired after the first went missing. Natalie Avax never lacked electronic devices. Not when her family supplied the school with phones for free.
"Let’s go," Dion said, unconsciously reaching for Natalie’s waist to guide her forward. It was only for a fleeting moment before he caught himself — Natalie didn’t like to be touched without warning — but she noticed it. Other times she would have jumped at the intrusion, but this touch strangely felt protective.
After the damage Kate did to her, it was safe to say Natalie loathed physical contact, worse still the romance that came with it. Sure, she was slowly healing, but it wasn’t something she would get over overnight.
Natalie glanced at Dion. She had never thought of him romantically before, but now that she looked at him properly, he was kind of cute.
"I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have touched you," he apologized, thinking that was the reason she was staring at him that way.
"It’s alright...." I kind of liked it, Natalie almost blurted out, but she managed to rein in her tongue.
"Let’s go," Dion said, moving ahead and awkwardly clearing his throat.
As they walked, Dion asked, "Is there any incriminating information in the phone we should be worried about?"
Natalie rolled her eyes. "Don’t worry, there’s no kinky sex video, if that’s what you’re worried about."
Dion let out a chuckle, knowing exactly, or rather who, she was referring to. Elsie Lancaster.
"You never know what cockroaches people hide in their cupboards," he said, tilting his head. "And our chats?"
"I don’t leave any of our sensitive conversations lying around," Natalie replied, and Dion breathed in relief.
It would be an absolute disaster if the identity of the Oracle were ever exposed, or how deep their network truly ran. That anonymity was their shield. The Oracle said things no one else dared to say and had stepped on far too many toes.
If the arrogant werewolves of Lunaris ever discovered that he — Dion, a human — was part of the Oracle’s inner circle, they would beat the living hell out of him. Remaining mysterious gave Micah his power and his protection. He couldn’t be controlled by the upper hand, and he could post whatever he wanted.
If only Dion knew.

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