  Jacob&#39;s POV
  It felt like a bucket of ice water dumped over me from head to toe. Her words were clear, cool, without a single ripple. Okay, still no. But... compared to how she used to look at me like I was her enemy, or just ignore me outright, now we could at least have a calm conversation. She even said “thank you” to me. Was that... progress? Damn it, I was probably just kidding myself. But even a sliver of hope was enough for me to cling to.
  I was trying to draw some pitiful warmth from this tiny “improvement” when she asked about Brett.
  “Jacob, earlier... those people. What did they do to Brett&#39;s grave?”
  I froze. My throat felt blocked, making it hard to breathe. How could I tell her? Was I supposed to say I watched those bastards dig up your brother&#39;s resting place with shovels, stuff him into a body bag like cargo, and walk away? That I saw it all and couldn&

  Lily&#39;s POV
  Ethan and the other members had to deal with the mess after the battle and patrol the territory, so they couldn&#39;t leave. &nbsp;I was worried about those two good friends, so I called on Xaver, who was more considerate, and his partner Renee to follow Jacob and Celena together. &nbsp;
  To our surprise, Celena didn&#39;t erupt with the fierce hatred she&#39;d shown toward Jacob or anyone else before. She merely knelt before the empty grave, her shoulders sagging, her head lowered, and let out suppressed, dejected and sorrowful sobs. &nbsp;That crying was more heart-wrenching than an angry roar. &nbsp;
  She has changed and matured, that&#39;s what I think. 
  Jacob stood a few paces away, fists clenched, face pale, like a child who&#39;d done wrong but didn&#39;t know how to make amends.
  Xaver frowned slightly and messaged me through the link: Lily, this is odd. T

  Jacob&#39;s POV
  Holy shit, that feeling just now... was fucking amazing!Fighting side by side with Celena, she commanded&nbsp;and I executde, that kind of tacit understanding is just like we were born to be a couple. &nbsp;I pounced on the debris, and she delivered a fatal blow, neat and decisive. &nbsp;I could even sense the connection between us. In that brief moment, it was no longer a frozen wasteland, but rather a faint, warm fluttering. &nbsp;
  My heart was jubilant, and my Wolf was rolling excitedly deep in its consciousness, its tail wagging like a propeller. &nbsp;There&#39;s hope! &nbsp;There is definitely hope! &nbsp;Even if we can&#39;t go back to the past immediately, the ice has cracked a crack! &nbsp;
  Then, I heard the celestial melody. She looked at me. Her grey eyes, though still not very warm, at least clearly reflected my shadow. She said, &quot;Thank you.&quot;

Jacob&#39;s POV
  It felt like a bucket of ice water dumped over me from head to toe. Her words were clear, cool, without a single ripple. Okay, still no. But... compared to how she used to look at me like I was her enemy, or just ignore me outright, now we could at least have a calm conversation. She even said “thank you” to me. Was that... progress? Damn it, I was probably just kidding myself. But even a sliver of hope was enough for me to cling to.
  I was trying to draw some pitiful warmth from this tiny “improvement” when she asked about Brett.
  “Jacob, earlier... those people. What did they do to Brett&#39;s grave?”
  I froze. My throat felt blocked, making it hard to breathe. How could I tell her? Was I supposed to say I watched those bastards dig up your brother&#39;s resting place with shovels, stuff him into a body bag like cargo, and walk away? That I saw it all and couldn&#39;t do a thing?
  My expression must have betrayed me .
  &nbsp;
  Celena&#39;s POV
  I aske

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