Erika’s POV
I was so lost!
I was in the garden – lost like the freaking Red Riding Hood – because Mr. Miller had told me to go with the team that was supposed to clean the guest house. I suspected there to be some kind of prank involved, because--- the map they gave me led to the middle of f*****g Sherwood!
So now I was lost, slightly terrified, and--- oh, did I mention that the sun went down a freaking hour ago?!
“The wolf always comes out on top in the fairy tales,” I tried to pep talk myself out of freaking the s**t out – although with my wolf I’m pretty sure that the grandma would have eaten me…
The sun had gone down, I was cold, and I was seriously starting to worry that I wasn’t in the King’s garden anymore, but literary lost in the woods somewhere.
“Don’t think about ax-murder
