CHAPTER SEVENTY-SEVEN: He's Back to Me

ANASTASIA’S POV:

I stand in the center of the room, my heart restless, my hands clasped tightly, my pacing steps echoing off the opulent walls. Scattered around me, Gammas in their formidable wolf forms, mirror my anxiety, their eyes darting to the locked door at every sound that reaches their keen ears.

Muffled voices and the shuffle of footsteps outside the door sends a shiver down my spine. Instinctively, I step back, my gaze flickering to the protective circle of wolves. Their fur bristles, low growls rumbling in their throats as they position themselves between me and the potential threat lurking beyond the threshold.

Then, a voice, neither calm nor menacing, pierces the tense silence. "Open the door! Alpha Hugh is here!"

My breath catches in my throat, tears of relief and apprehension welling in my eyes. With a trembling hand, I gesture for the wolves to unlock the door. The heavy door swings open, revealing a sight that makes my heart lurch.

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