One week later
PHOENIX'S POV
Damn it! It had been a week ever since that little slave, Hermione had escape and up until now, there was no signs of her, as if she vanished. More like as if she didn't exist.
I should still be able to communicate with her wolf since we are mates, yet for some reason, she blocked her communication at that day where she was about to escape.
My mind would replay all the events that had happened at that night in the forest where I saw her white fur that almost covered her face and she was in the verge of shifting to her wolf fur.
Even her eyes were silver that match the color of her fur.
Speaking of silver... that slave is a f*****g white wolf!
She could clearly fight back given with the ability that she performed at that night, but how come she just easil
