Chapter Fourteen – One of her charms

~ARET~

Grounded.

The word echoes in my head as I bolt from the bed.

The red marks on my wrists had all disappeared without a trace. I don't remember applying any remedy.

Shoot.

I forgot I was a werewolf, but then the pain wasn't supposed to just stop without applying an ointment.

Was it all a dream? I wondered.

I got up from my bed, rushing towards the huge brass doors. I sighed, holding the handle slightly, bending it but it didn't budge.

I growled deeply, hitting my foot at the brass doors as hot tears poured down to my cheeks while I kept hitting it furiously.

“No! No!” I cried out, running to my balcony which was already bolted shut.

“Who does he think he is? Do I look like a child?” I say, pulling the locks of my platinum blonde hair.

Reflect on your mistakes.

I remember Mobali's words. “If the only way to get out of here is by respecting and obeying that bastard, then that is what ill do.”

I can't survive out there in my state but I will build myself up and be strong enough both