PHOEBE'S POV:-
My heart was pounding against my rib cage as I was impatiently waiting for King Adrian to come back. He made me drink lots of water throughout the day. And at night, he stripped my clothes off and cuffed me up with an X shaped frame. He deliberately left the balcony open for the cold breeze to touch me. With my powerful wolf, the cold was not a torture at all. The torture was to hold in the pee while my bladder was about to burst.
I couldn't clap my thighs together because they were cuffed away from each other. My mouth was gagged, my eyes were blindfolded. I kept my focus on my bladder not to empty it in his room. I didn't want him to get angry.
Finally the door opened and instantly, I squirmed. "Relax! No one can ever enter this room without my permission." His
