Mia and Leticia are desperate, the confinement has already become hell.

It's time for breakfast, and the she-wolf who has been in charge of carrying the three meals for the day is approaching, but this time, under the surveillance of two subordinate wolves, on the orders of King Blackmoon. The old man can perceive that the rumor has already reached the ears of his rejected son, therefore, he cannot afford to give Luna Mía so much space.

"Here is my Luna, I hope you like it" the she-wolf hands her the tray and Mia barely smells the food, she felt nauseous, but she endured it so as not to arouse...