Chapter 198 Wolf Hunt

• Ava
• Chris and I prepared dinner in the kitchen, the sound of Fabian and Betty’s laughter floating in from the parlor. Despite the warm and cozy atmosphere, I still couldn’t shake the uneasy feeling that had settled over me since our encounter with the fortune teller.
• The way she had looked at me, as if she could see right through me, kept replaying in my mind on a loop. And the fog, still solidly pushed up against the windows and oppressing as ever, didn’t help any.