CHAPTER 38

Marcus’s POV

As I went out of the cell room, my heart was tightened with so much pain and hurt. I had only wanted to know what happened. How could I ever get her to see beyond the hate, and the anger and if possible let it all go?

I hated seeing her wallow in so much pain and hurt. If it was revenge she wanted, I would give it to her, anything she wanted I would do it for her. I just wanted her to be happy and free.

I walked aimlessly along the hallway in the northern wing. I remember as a child I loved to stay here all the time. I would always sneak in to use my father's library play in his gardens or watch as the artists painted things, my father and my mother in some cases, painted me too.

But after my tenth birthday, all that ended as more responsibilities were laid on me by my father. Mother strived for me to learn and harness magic, but I was content with my wolf abilities.

As Leila’s father arrived from his travels and began witch hunting, father and mother endorsed him in exch