Scarlett
I sat on the bed once he left, terrified for the door to open back up. I needed Willow. I needed her calming presence within me. I stood and paced. I may not be a warrior, but surely, I could figure out a way to escape, right? Think Scarlett! This all felt wrong. I was never meant to solve problems on my own. I was incomplete without my wolf and that caused my panic to grow at an alarming rate. I held my chest, worrying as my breath caught. I needed to calm down. Somehow, I needed to regain control. I ran to the window and threw back the ornate heavy curtains which hung to the floor. Pressing my hands against the chilled glass, I desperately tried opening it. I failed. It was fastened shut so I settled for pressing my face up against the panes. The cold sensation shot through my
