GALINA'S POV
I have had it with being locked up, tied up, and now bound to a f*****g bed. I wish I knew how I got here, how I got caught. None of this makes sense; I am always so careful. Even when I try to remember, it's like everything is hazy.
I was at the Farmer's Market; I had cast a spell to look like my alter ego and manned my booth. I sold a few candles; then I remember a female she-wolf smelling like an Alpha asking for a Return to Me potion for her cat.
None of that can be real. There is no such thing as a female Alpha, a werewolf wouldn't have a pet cat, and if they did, they wouldn’t need a Return To Me potion to find it; they would just sniff it out.
That leaves me with only one conclusion; the Elders must have hit me with some serious magic to scramble my brain that bad
