Heat caressed her body. Not the gentle kind. The kind that hurt. Fire licked at her frozen nerves, stirring them awake, Her blood remembering how to move and pulse, her lungs scraping themselves raw. Estelle gasped as her eyes shot open. An unfamiliar ceiling entered her line of sight. “ You are finally awake, I was just starting to lose my patience.“ Estelle heard a familiar voice. ‘ So it wasn't a dream.’ Estelle thought. Turning her head towards the source of sound, she saw a pair of luminous blue eyes staring at her from a dark corner. “ A...Adrian...“ Her voice cracked. Followed by a snarl, she felt her wolf coming out. Probably out of rage. “Don’t shift.” Adrian warned her. “Your body won’t survive it yet.” Estelle groaned in pain, while Adrian's eyes glinted with dark amusement. He seemed... to enjoy her suffering? Then the memories came flooding back: the snow, the hurrid cold, the chains and his arms carrying her out of death. Her golden eyes squinted as sh
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