511 CHRISTAL

"Are we ready to go now?" Kace tossed the wrapper of the sandwich to the dustbin and stood up.

At this time, Lana had finished her own sandwich and was drinking a glass of water unhurriedly, she peeked at Kace and took a big gulp.

"Yeah," she said, putting down the glass and grabbed her backpack.

Both of them went to the reception desk for returning the key, along the way there, many people, which Kace knew as witches and vampires, turned their head and let out a mall grunt through their sharp teeth whenever Kace ran into them.

They knew what Kace and Lana were, and though Lana's scent slightly different from any other werewolf, but the fact she wasn't from this realm couldn't be hid.

Mostly Kace would ignore them or return their glare if he started to feel uncomfortably from the intensity.

When they reached the reception desk, Lana gave the key room to the young man from last night as she smiled a little.