Otsana
The longer I stayed at the party, the more I felt like I was drifting away from reality. The laughter and chatter around me became muffled, distant, like echoes from another world. I no longer understood what was happening, and a growing sense of unease settled in my chest. My body felt heavy with exhaustion, and the vibrant energy of the event drained me instead of invigorating me. The weight of fatigue pressed down on my shoulders, and I felt an overwhelming urge to leave.
“Are you sure you want to leave the party? You haven’t even looked for Paul yet. What if he gets worried about you? You know how he gets,” my wolf’s voice echoed in my mind, laced with concern. “I’m sure you really need to tell him before he starts thinking something happened.”
I knew she was right—Paul would
