No matter what I did or how hard I pushed, I could not shift. Whatever Emma had used on me, had locked my wolf away completely. It was like I couldn’t remember how to turn back into her, instead, I was stuck as a boring human.
I didn’t try to scream or call from help from my position, I knew far too well the folly of even attempting that. I could only wish for a wild animal to be the one to come check me out instead of a human or a rogue wolf stumbling onto me. If a human had discovered me, or even just a rogue wolf, I had no doubt what they would do me in this position. I was easy prey. At least the guards hadn’t tried to strip me. I was actually surprised at that. I had expected much worse than a simple, although very painful injury.
I daydreamed for a few precious moments of the hell
