ELARA
I yearned for the sensible guidance of my wolf now more than ever and wished she could fight through all the deterrents of the wolfbane and come to my aid. I feared I was slowly losing my sanity, my pride, and my common sense. I was supposed to be knee-deep in studies of my escape from here. How else was I going to save my land from the hands of these filthy usurpers if I spent most of my recent days immersed in thoughts of someone's fated mate?
It was almost as if Gerald now knew my weakness and was determined to use it against me at every opportunity. Tears pricked the corners of my eyes, and I sniffed to hold them back. I had become so weak and stupid- and that wasn't me. That wasn't what I had ever represented. That wasn't my true identity.
I needed to do something. I
