LARISSA
I sat on the bed, my eyes scanning the unfamiliar room. The palace guards had brought me here, their faces expressionless as they dumped me onto the bed. I had no idea where I was or why I was here, but I knew I wasn't going anywhere. Not anytime soon, anyway.
The room was lavish, with velvet curtains and a four-poster bed. But it was also a prison. I could feel the weight of the castle bearing down on me, trapping me inside.
I threw myself back onto the bed, feeling frustrated and trapped. I was a prisoner of the Lycan king, and I knew I was running out of time. The king's plans for me were clear: he wanted to marry me, to murder me just as he'd murdered his previous brides.
I shuddered at the thought. Marrying the Lycan king? It was a nightmare come true.
Just as I was start
