The banquet came to an end.
The Wildcat Sisters left the manor's annex, with Charles, Eric, and the others accompanying them. Tipsy from drink, Charles prattled on endlessly.
Unfortunately, the Wildcat Sisters had no idea what he was talking about.
When they reached the stone houses, everyone parted ways. Eric took his family straight back to his stone house, while Charles stood at his own door, watching the Wildcat Sisters' backs as they crossed the street. He couldn't help licking his lips.
Gold-Silver Wolfdog Kevin escorted his former little mistresses all the way until they entered the wooden house across the street.
The officials' quarters had not been built yet, and they could not keep lodging at Charles's home every day, so they had rented a wooden house here.
The conditions were crude, but compared with life in the burrows, it was practically paradise.
"Kevin, we're home. Hurry back now." Catherine crouched down and affectionately rubbed her head against Kevin's.
"Woof." Kevin greeted her, then got up and left.
Catherine watched Kevin leave, a smile on her deeply lined face. She sighed softly. "It's so wonderful to see Kevin alive and well, and even become a Phantom Beast. Everything is so beautiful, Sister."
"Yes," Katie answered her sister.
She lit a kerosene lamp. The dressing mirror by the bed brightened, instantly reflecting her slender, tall figure.
Her once somewhat aged face had gradually filled out after getting sunlight and enough food these past days. She seemed two or three years younger, returning to the age this body should have had.
"Tell me, Sister, aren't we dreaming?" Catherine leaned against the doorway, gazing at the bright moon overhead.
"Don't be foolish, Catherine." Katie twisted before the dressing mirror, very pleased with how much better she had been looking lately. "We are