The night engulfs the forest in a suffocating embrace as I navigate through the twisting paths, every rustle of leaves and whisper of wind amplifying the weight of my thoughts. Thoughts of the princess gnaw at my insides, leaving me with a churning sense of unease that refuses to dissipate. She wasn’t the willfully ignorant Princess I’d believed her to be.
She is as much of a pawn in this game as we are.
Octavia knows next to nothing about this war—this curse. Not many knew the true reason behind our history, but then again, it wasn’t as if any Shifter leader had ever cared enough to find out in the first place. They’d chosen to remain blissfully unaware as they sat behind their guarded walls.
She, on the other hand, did not have any choice at all.
A part of me wants to tell her the
