Enrique's POV
It was yet another cold night in my bed, a woman was lying next to me but I've never felt colder or lonelier.
I get out of bed and go to my studio. I grab my painting brush and close my eyes, painting how I imagine Princess Scarlett to be. Beautiful forest eyes, silk curly dark hair, and a curvy body. Warmth spread in my heart as I continue to paint her and my Lycan is at ease now. He hates that we can't find her. I have warriors and trackers who I sent to look for her pack but it's futile because of the spell the evil wizards put around.
I feel arms around my waist and I turn around, looking at Mary. She and I have been close friends and she knows better what I'm going through. I smile and allow her to take me away from the studio.
"So tell me, why did you come
