Coming back to the castle with the beautiful sound of screams still ringing in my ears had cheered me up. That was until I neared her room, and heard her sobs. Something inside my chest twanged, and I didn't like the feeling of it. I was twirling her latest injection in my hand to keep her wolf at bay. But now I held it tight in my grip and I heard the needle crack and then snap under the strength, the liquid pouring down my hand.
How had sobs just a few hours ago made me feel elated and now because they ere hers they were grating on my flash, and making my heart feel like it was cracking. I dropped the broken needle on the floor and made my way to the door. The door was thick and strong. Any other measly human or something wouldn't hear her. But with my hearing I could.
I was the Prin
