Now, it finally made sense why so many things that had once seemed strange to her had always appeared perfectly normal in her parents' eyes.
Whenever she was startled awake by dreams of a wolf chasing her through the darkness, her parents would calmly tell her it was nothing more than a nightmare.
Whenever she heard the distant howl of wolves on a full moon night, they would dismiss it as her imagination playing tricks on her.
Sometimes, when her brothers were not home at such a late hour, she would lie awake with the terrible fear that they might have been attacked by wolves somewhere outside.
On one of those nights, she had even ventured outside to wait for Philip, despite the fear gnawing at her chest.
However, the constant howling that echoed from the distance had frightened her so badly that she had eventually turned around and hurried back inside.
