Chapter 74
Viona POV
The night had been smooth-too smooth till now. I had not let my gaze stray from the old man, that fox in human skin, the Founder who had no business being here. His presence alone was enough to sour the glittering music and laughter of the anniversary.
Then, without warning-
Darkness.
The chandeliers sputtered, one by one, until the entire hall was swallowed whole. Gasps and shrieks echoed in the pitch-black ballroom. Dresses rustled as people shifted, chairs scraped, wine glasses clinked and shattered in the confusion.
My muscles tightened. I froze, ears straining, instincts flaring. Wolves hated being trapped in darkness; it stripped them of their advantage. And yet, beneath the chaos, I detected no panic in that man-none at all.
A male voice, the announcer, r
