*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 ...