Aria's POV
It’s been a few weeks since I was brought into the Lycan King’s mansion and everything has been different since then.
Honestly, I had thought that I wouldn't last the night, that I would have been dead by now, but ever since the day I arrived, the exact opposite has been happening.
I was placed alone in a medium-sized room with a comfortable bed to sleep on. I was also bound by a very strict rule to never leave the room, so my movements were restricted to the four corners of my space.
Apart from the bed and dressing table in the space, the room was good as empty but that gave me the opportunity to practice more on getting used to the wheelchair I had been subjected to.
The windows were high on the wall giving the room a feel of a prison. I didn't see any reason for keepi
