Chapter 67

Anastasia glanced over the balcony and found so many werewolves gathered around the large mansion. They had way more fancier clothes than people back home and the women in specific seemed so invested in fashion and styling. And the men looked like they had pockets that overflowed with money. Most had beards that imitated Alpha Fred’s hairstyle. Meanwhile, the young pretty girls had pink blushes on the cheeks as a norm. “You look nervous.” Anastasia turned to look at Alpha Draco who was giving her a worried face. He hugged her from behind and placed his chin on top of her head, making her feel comfort. “I’m just not sure if they’ll accept me..” she muttered under her breath, unsure. “What are you talkin’ about? Of course, they will.” “How do you know what? I’m the long lost granddaughter they didn’t know of and now that I’m here it just feels all sudden.” “Listen,” he murmured, touching her cheek and urging her to look up at him. “Perhaps you’re right. They don’t know you. And maybe the