ARTHUR'S POV.
The days felt longer than ever, each one filled with fear, it seemed like time decided to move faster or skip a day. Today was the full moon, the day Ava’s fate would be decided. If she could change into her wolf form, she would survive. If not… I didn’t want to think about that.
I paced the castle halls early in the morning, unable to sit still. I was really worried. Ava insisted that she wanted to prove herself to the pack but what exactly does she want to prove? That indeed she was an impure wolf or she cast a spell on me?
Ava was just so stubborn, I still don't understand how I can't control her at all and why does she makes things difficult for me.
My heart tells me that I fell in love with her because she was different but that is just nonsense…she clearly has a choice to save her life but no, she wants to probe herself.
Fuck, at this point, I knew I was in for a big trouble.
I looked at the palace walls, brushing my fingers on the wall lightly, memorizing tha
