Vincent pov

I have no idea what day it is today. When I first came downstairs to the cells, I tried to keep myself busy by counting seconds, minutes, and hours. But after a while, it all became a pile, and I lost track of time. All I did was argue with my wolf and pray to the Moon Goddess that Enya's okay. I'm scared to think of all the possible consequences because no one knows what can happen to a human during the heat.

I've asked Aros to reach out to the Council of Elders and send them a message on my behalf. In short, it's a letter with...