Charles had declared his allegiance to Mitchell. How peculiar for him to be this friendly; not even with Isabella had he ever been this way. I wonder about my wife.
My wife. The words suddenly made me feel more alive as I glanced at Mitchell, who stood beside me, feeding me the most delicious duck I had ever tasted.
Everything had transformed. Unlike the pain that comes from my flesh and bones when I shift into my wolf, this experience was beyond enjoyable—something I wouldn't mind repeating. Last night, I rested better than I ever had in my life, even better than when I sleep in my wolf form.
The scent of the castle was pleasant enough to keep my emotions in check. I hadn't grown irritated, angry, or frustrated as quickly as I normally do. Yet, despite these changes, the problems in my
