Princess Scarlett's POV
I was sitting in the corner of my room, battered after I refused to do a task for the Wizard. Amacus needed my warriors to attack a pack, and he wanted me to command them, but I couldn't do that, so as a result, he punished me mercilessly. I've been punished so many times that I think my body is getting used to the cruel blows; unfortunately for me, my inner bear suffers the consequences. She heals me so much that it takes a strain on her strength.
The only thing she hopes for is to unite with our mate.
He's there, I don't know how, but he managed to connect with me. He's a strong wolf, and he loves us.
'Scar,' I call her
'Hmm,' she responds.
'How are you?'
'Holding on,'
'Good,'
The door to my room opens, and the evil witch saunters her way through, smiling, but I glare at her.
"You haven't forgiven me yet?" Agatha, the first says, looking around the room with her crimson eyes. Evil cunt. She tortures me the most with her magic.
