The Wolf King's Reluctant Mate
It was a sharp pain, like the bitter tonic Sarlen had given me to take every morning for ten long years.
My inner wolf was completely absent once again, sealed away behind a heavy vault door in my mind.
I was merely a human girl again—fragile, vulnerable, and freezing. I despise how easily my body could become weak.
"Let me out!" I dragged myself up, slamming the heavy iron chains against the door. The metal clanged uselessly. "Eric! You have what you want!"
"Save your breath," a flat voice barked from the hallway.
A small viewing slot in the door slid open. Two of Eric's executioners stared in at me, their silver armor catching the dim, flickering torchlight. The lead guard held a heavy lea