Chapter 11-Rosanna-I knew that I was now going to a place where my freedom could potentially be taken away from me but at this very moment, I have never felt so much freedom in my entire life. The view of passing lands and citizens was more than my little heart could ever hope to contain.I was almost tempted to poke my head outside the window of the carriage but feared to do so because of the very bulky prince w3ho was seated elegantly on the opposite side from where I was.He was busy looking at some complicated documents and I did not wish to disturb his thoughts.I also feared to ask him of the wellbeing of Peter, as I was scared that he would lose it and throw him out of the carriage. He was already fighting with his wolf on the decision of bringing him along and I did not wish to spoil it.I took a peek at him very subtly and could not help but admire him. No doubt that he was a very cold male but I have now gotten to a point that I could no longer deny that he was the type of

Chapter 13 -Peter (Hours before the departure to the royal capital)- Since I might as well be dead without Rosie, there is nothing more that I have to lose. I would very much prefer to be known as a foolish slave that dared to challenge the king of the werewolves than a slave who had the love of his life taken away from him pathetically. …. I keep telling myself that but I have been shaking down to my core and have been standing outside of the king’s designated building for almost an hour now. Finally gathering up the courage to move forward, I go to the entrance of the building and was immediately stopped by the crossing of two spears from the two guards that were standing in front of the building. “Go back slave! His majesty has ordered that not a sole step foot into this building without his approval as his mate is exhausted and her majesty needs to rest soundly” One of the guards bellowed and pointed the sharp end of his spear towards me. The reaction was instant. I felt c