CAUGHT AGAIN

ANTONELLA’S POV

Freya was no longer in the room. She left right after my father agreed and gave her permission for the province. I didn’t know nor understand why she was hell bent on getting on that land but judging from the lengths she was going for it, her plans were no good.

I had questions for my father, but my body felt too weak to move much less my mouth forming words. There were also a lot I wanted to say to him. I wanted to read him the, I told you so line just so he could remember that I had warned him about her.

There were only three of us left. Myself, bleeding badly and my wounds pulsing, then my father and a guard. The other left with her to goddess knows where. Not that I cared or anything.

I could feel my body healing but slower than they should. Maybe it was because I was too weak and so was my wolf.

I raised my head with much difficulty and saw my father sharing a look with the guard that was in the same room as we were. It was as though they were communicating and my