*Marco’s POV*
I drag the wolf I caught to the dungeons. At first, I thought they were Lycian, but the pungent smell coming from them tells me there is magic at play.
My guards follow me and watch as I place the wolf in a cell made entirely of silver on the floor; there is cement, but the walls and bars are silver.
I close the door and then look at the guards “when it changes back, I want to know as soon as possible.” I say as I leave the dungeons and go back to the forest to find another clue about Gabriella.
I see all the guards and the creatures here for Gabriella looking and sticking their noses in the air.
I walk deeper into the forest, hoping to stumble across Gabriella, but no lick. She is gone. I howel into the darkness and run back. to the castle, hoping to regroup. I need
