#Chapter 382: Anchored

Olivia “Did you miss me, Olivia?” Jenifer’s voice cut through the darkness. I felt as if I was stuck in a nightmare as I took in her white nightgown, her pale skin, her long black hair. But it was real; she was standing right in front of me, in the flesh, alive and well. “J-Jenifer?” I stammered, my voice trembling as I took in the figure standing in front of me in the dimly lit room. My heart raced as I tried to make sense of the impossible. Jenifer couldn’t be here; she was supposed to be locked away in that asylum. But then it came back to me. Jenifer… She had escaped from the asylum months ago. No one could find her, and we just assumed that she had run off, maybe found a home in another pack. And instead, she was right here all along. Suddenly, all of my dreams, my bad feelings, the night that I saw a woman with long black hair in ‘Edward’s’ room. All of it made sense. All of it. Jenifer smirked, her eyes glinting with malevolence. “I take it you’re surprised to