Enrique's POV

It was yet another cold night in my bed, a woman was lying next to me but I've never felt colder or lonelier.

I get out of bed and go to my studio. I grab my painting brush and close my eyes, painting how I imagine Princess Scarlett to be. Beautiful forest eyes, silk curly dark hair, and a curvy body. Warmth spreads in my heart as I continue to paint her and my Lycan is at ease now. He hates that we can't find her. I have warriors and trackers who I sent to look for her pack but ...