Thirteen: Wolves

Tatiana.

Roy continues to hold me in his arms as I calm down. I still can’t believe he’s here with me and I'm alive.

It turns out he pulled me back from the brink of death.

The way he’s holding me protectively makes me feel safe. But I know better. I shouldn’t relax and feel comfortable when he can turn his back on me at any moment and let his people do as they wish to me.

I can’t help but wonder if he’s not repulsed by my new appearance. After all, my skin looks like a monkey’s butt now.

When these thoughts flash through my head, I am filled with apprehension as I wonder what he thinks about me now.

However, the princess in me comes out and I end up hitting his chest and screaming at him, forgetting where I am and who I am to him. To my surprise, he holds me closer and apologises. Something that shocks me completely because he doesn’t look like the apologising type.

Suddenly, I feel the aura around him change when he mentions my father. It becomes dark and dangerous as a