Chapter 92. Wolves in the Night

Anastasia's POV

As the hours go by, I notice several guests leaving, gradually reducing the activity on the dance floor and in the garden. The laughter becomes more sparse, and I realize that even my father has already left the garden.

I watch people leaving, getting into their cars, and saying goodbye to one another. I find nothing interesting in them or around them. I decide to venture a little further into the forest, a bit away from the parking lot and the people still in the garden.

As soon as I reach the edge of the forest, I hear a wolf's howl behind me, followed by a fierce growl. I turn my body in fear and witness the presence of a black wolf with bared fangs. As I reach the forest's edge, the bright moon illuminates the path ahead of me, casting long, unsettling shadows that dance to the rhythm of the wind in the trees. My heart pounds wildly in my chest, each beat resounding like a drum in my ears. I take a deep breath, trying to calm myse