CHAPTER 111 The Dream

  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 spread 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 it's futile because of the spell the evil wizards put around.

  I feel arms around my waist and I turn around, looking at Mary. She and I have been close friends and she knows better what I'm going through. I smile and allow her to take me away from the studio.

  "So tell me, why did you come here this late?" I ask, she snarls and goes to the mini-bar

  "fucking Erickson," she sneers and I chuckle. She and Erick were nemesis but are now sleeping together!

  "What happened?"