ELSA'S POV.As the days went by, I began to feel a growing sense of unease. At first, I tried to brush it off as just my imagination, but the feeling only grew stronger with each passing day. I couldn't quite put my finger on what was causing it, but it was there, lurking in the back of my mind like a shadow.I found myself jumping at even the slightest noise, my heart racing with fear. I began to avoid going out of my room, preferring to stay locked away where I felt safe. But even in my room, I couldn't shake the feeling that someone was watching me, waiting for me to make a mistake.I tried to talk to Nia about it, but she just brushed it off as me being paranoid. She told me that everything was fine and that I was just letting my fears get the best of me. But I knew deep down that something was off, something was not right.I couldn't help but wonder if Ursula had something to do with it. After all, she had been so kind to me lately, it was almost too good to be true. Perhaps she
Elsa's POVI emerged from the dungeon, my clothing and face splattered with blood. The red of it made me stand out even more against my white fur. I was not one to shy away from a fight, but I had not expected it to be this messy.The scent of the blood mixed with the scent of the earth and sweat, filling my nostrils. My clothes clung to me, damp and heavy from the sweat and blood. I could feel the stickiness of the blood on my fur, making it uncomfortable to move. I wanted nothing more than to get rid of these clothes and take a long, hot shower.My heart was racing with the excitement of the past few hours. I had managed to extract the information I needed from the rogues who had dared to come near our territory. The scent of their blood filled my nostrils, and for a moment, I reveled in the feeling of power that coursed through my veins.As I walked towards my chambers, I could feel the eyes of my pack members following me, their respect and fear palpable. I could hear their murmur
ELSA'S POV.I couldn't take it anymore. The fear, the anxiety, the constant feeling of being trapped. It was suffocating me. As I got ready for dinner, I realized that I had been thinking about escaping for days now. I knew it was a dangerous idea, but the thought of being free was too enticing.I wore my best dress and put on a fake smile as I made my way to the dining hall. The moment I entered, I saw Alpha Arthur sitting at the head of the table. My heart started racing, and I felt like running away.As I sat at the dinner table, my mind was racing with thoughts of escape. But I tried to distract myself by focusing on the food that had been served before us. The aroma of the freshly roasted chicken filled my nostrils, making my mouth water. The skin of the chicken looked crispy and golden, and the meat looked juicy and tender. I picked up my fork and knife, ready to dig in.But as I looked around the table, I saw that there were so many other dishes that had been served as well. Th
NIA's POVI couldn't help but worry about Elsa. Something seemed off about her lately, and I couldn't quite put my finger on it. She looked so scared and forlorn all the time, like she was carrying a heavy burden on her shoulders. I tried to talk to her about it, but she always brushed me off, saying she was just tired or had a headache.I knew that wasn't the whole truth. I had a feeling that something more was going on, something that she wasn't ready to share with anyone yet. I wanted to help her, to be there for her, but she seemed to be pushing me away.It was hard seeing her like this. Elsa was always the strong one, the one who never let anything get to her. But now she seemed so vulnerable and fragile, like a bird with a broken wing. I wanted to reach out and comfort her, but I didn't know how.Every time I saw her, my heart ached with worry. I wanted to ask her what was wrong, to help her in any way I could, but I didn't want to make things worse. So, I just watched her from
ELSA's POVI was hiding inside a room, waiting anxiously for the guards to clear out so that I could make my escape. My heart was pounding so hard that I could barely hear myself think. I had made up my mind to leave the pack, no matter what the consequences might be. I couldn't bear the thought of being trapped here for the rest of my life, living in fear of the rogues and the constant threat of danger.But the guards were taking forever to move. I had been waiting for what felt like hours, but they showed no sign of leaving anytime soon. I was beginning to feel restless and impatient, wondering if I would ever be able to leave this place. I kept pacing back and forth, listening for any sound that might signal the guards' departure.I tried to calm myself down by taking deep breaths, but it was no use. My mind was racing with thoughts of escape, and I couldn't focus on anything else. I was so close to freedom, yet it felt like it was slipping away from me with every passing moment.F
I could hear the sound of their footsteps behind me, pounding the ground with each step. I could feel the adrenaline coursing through my veins, propelling me forward as I ran for my life. But no matter how fast I ran, the guards were always right behind me.One of the guards lunged forward, his arm outstretched to grab me. I could feel his fingers graze my clothes, but I managed to twist out of his grip and keep running. Another guard tried to cut me off, but I darted to the side and continued on my path.I could hear them shouting, angry that I had managed to slip away from them. They were getting closer, their voices growing louder with each passing second. I could see their forms in the distance, silhouetted against the moonlight.As I ran, I stumbled over a tree root and nearly fell. My heart pounded in my chest as I scrambled to my feet and kept going. The guards were getting closer, their breath hot on my neck.But I refused to give up. I pushed myself harder, my legs aching wit
ELSA's POVI woke up to the sound of the door creaking open. The physician came in with a tray of medical supplies. I sat up on my bed, my eyes still swollen and my body still aching. I watched as the physician placed the tray on the table beside my bed and pulled up a chair to sit beside me.He began to examine my wounds, starting with the one on my forehead. He gently touched it, causing me to wince in pain. He apologized and then proceeded to clean it with some antiseptic. The smell of it was overwhelming, making me feel dizzy. He then wrapped a bandage around my head, making sure it was snug but not too tight.He then moved to my arm, which was bruised and swollen. He asked me to hold out my arm, which I did with some difficulty. He examined it, and I winced again when he touched a particularly tender spot. He muttered something under his breath and then began to apply some ointment to the bruise. The ointment was cool and soothing, and I felt some relief from the pain.He then mo
ELSA's POV2 WEEKS LATER.I woke up the next morning feeling a bit sore from the previous day's events, but there was no time for rest. Gunther had ordered me to be punished, and I knew that I had to go through with it. I got up and dressed quickly, feeling a mix of shame and embarrassment as I put on my simple clothes. As I made my way down to the courtyard, I could feel eyes on me from every direction. The pack members who had gathered to watch my punishment made me feel like an outsider like I didn't belong. I tried my best to keep my head down and ignore their stares, but it was impossible not to feel the weight of their judgment.When I arrived at the center of the courtyard, I saw that they had set up a large wooden post with chains hanging from it. I knew that I would be chained to it and that the pack members would take turns delivering lashes to my back as punishment for my attempted escape.I took a deep breath and tried to steady myself as they chained me to the post. The