Clara
I stared in shock as the strange wolf shifted back into the familiar form of Prince Gideon. How had he found me? Why had he bothered? Didn’t he understand that it was better if I was gone?
He took a step towards me. I panicked. I knew I could never outrun a Lycan Prince, but I still tried to run.
I barely made it three steps before a sharp, tearing sensation ripped through my gut. My knees turned to jelly and I collapsed in pain.
I lay on the ground, and curled around my stomach. What was happening? I felt blood trickle down my thigh. Had I hurt myself on something while I ran?
Prince Gideon ran to me and turned me over. I would have whimpered if I could have. I tried to curl back up. Everything hurt.
“Hold on, Clara,” Prince Gideon said.
He scooped me up in his arms and
