Giselle
“Of course, there is your wolf here,” Caesar turned to look at Leo for a moment. “It’s disgusting that he carries a magic mark.” He spat on Leo’s feet. “No wolf worth his name will have himself marked by magic. There is also this wanna-be Alpha, who ran away instead of facing her duty like a proper Alpha would have. Lastly, there is the little human that is now Julius’s toy. I can have any or all of them tortured, drunk dry, or even killed depending on you my pretty princess.” He breathed down my neck with his vile, rage-filled breath. My mind was running wild trying to find a way out of this without losing more lives. “Tic, tock, little princess. I don’t have all day. The fight has tired me, and I am getting bored. Make your decision!” He growled.
“Giselle, don’t give in to him,
