‘Wh-What is that?’
Anastasia’s tongue had frozen along with her body to the point that she could only scream at the back of her mind.
Like the deltas, Anastasia could not even move a muscle. It was her natural instinct kicking in—to stay still and avoid being devoured by such a monster!
A monster. There was no other word that Anastasia could use to describe the towering wolf behind the grinning Diana. Its black fur camouflaged with the darkness of the night. Its mouth was openly drooling as its massive pair of eyes gleamed menacingly while it stared at them—observing them or rather choosing who would be its first prey.
Diana followed where Anastasia was looking with her wide and scared eyes. She was hereby met by a predatory look of her mate.
‘Calm down. They cannot hurt me.’ Diana se
