*Warren*
“Your Highness, you should eat something," Sophia said as she set the tray down on my bedside table. “How else do you expect to get your strength back? Your wolf also needs nourishment."
I looked at the breakfast the chefs had prepared. It was all my favorites, yet I still didn't have the stomach for it.
“Thank you," I sighed, “But I'm not hungry."
“If you don't like this, I'll get something else for you." She stood up and stopped one of the maids running down the hallway, “Hey you! Come here. Ask the chef to make some omelets instead."
When she sat on the bed beside me, she tried to hold my hand but I retracted from her touch.
I was appreciative of everything Sophia had done for me. In the past few days, while I was in and out, every time I opened my eyes, I saw her nex
