#Chapter 449: Fly Little Bird

Nina After Daphne’s swift departure, I stood alone in the forest clearing, the whisper of leaves and distant birdcalls my only companions. The realization that she knew more than she was letting on about the yellow-eyed wolf weighed heavily on me. Her help could be instrumental in figuring out whoever was stalking me and my friends, but she was tight-lipped and unwilling to offer her services. I walked back to my car, lost in thought, the gravel crunching under my feet as I replayed our conversation in my mind. As I drove home, the quiet streets of Mountainview seemed distant and unimportant. My mind was elsewhere, tangled in whatever web had been formed by the yellow-eyed wolf. And yet, when I pulled into the driveway and hopped out of the car, the sound of laughter reached my ears. Furrowing my brow, I circled around the side of the house and spotted my mother and Tyler in the pool, tossing a beach ball back and forth. “Oh, look who it is,” my mother called out, her ey