Chapter 200

The Dark Moon Pack's annual ball was a grand affair, a night of celebration and revelry. But for Marisol, it was a night of dread. She knew that something was wrong. It felt so imminent, and it loomed over her head like a dark cloud. Something was so off, but she couldn't put a finger on it. The werewolf dignitaries had arrived from their various packs, their presence filling the air with an undercurrent of power and tension. At first, Marisol felt their eyes on her, their judgment and scrutiny unmasked. She wanted to disappear, to make herself so small that she would be imperceptible. However, against all odds, the celebration seemed to be going off without a hitch so far, exceeding Marisol's expectations in grandeur and splendor. The ballroom sparkled with an array of lights, and the air hummed with the infectious energy of celebration. Marisol's meticulous planning had transformed the space into a breathtaking spectacle that left everyone in awe and Nicole did not miss a chance to l