Breakfast went by in a blur; my usual broth brought to me and then taken away halfway through, making my stomach growl. Why would starving me bring about a heat?! What’s even a heat and how does not feeding me help?! I grumbled to myself as I looked longingly at the array of foods offered to all of the other wolves.
I would have tried to filch an apple; but the Ling had his eyes glued to me and the large hickey he had given me. I had seen it in the mirror in my bathroom; a large spot that had already gone purple on my neck. The sharp contrast to my skin made it like a warning sign to all other wolves; even the males avoided looking at me for too long.
The Prince had kept one hand on my lap, playing just at the edge of my inner thigh, going dangerously close to my folds underneath the dre
