ANDREA'S POV

I had a hard time accepting the fact that my father was doing all of that for my own good. He locked me up in my room for the first few days after I tried attacking one of his guards. Kira, my wolf, was restless too. She wanted to see sunlight, and walk in any other place than the floor of this room.

But as time went on, she began to calm down. I felt better, and didn't feel like plucking my hair from its roots out of frustration. I made peace with the fact that he was keeping me ...