Chapter 19 Bleeding Wrist

Leona's POV: After Lucian left, I saw Florence pull Elara aside to whisper something in her ear. She was probably telling her everything that had just happened in the banquet hall. Sure enough, when Elara turned back toward me, I caught a venomous glint in her eyes. I knew she wouldn't let this go so easily. But I didn't care. I just kept nibbling on the cake in my hand. It was so delicious! It had been ages since I'd tasted something this good. In the mental asylum, I had to do backbreaking chores just to earn a bite of stale bread. They made me sweep rooms, clean toilets, and even wash the filthy underwear of other patients. If I ever refused, not only would they take away my food, they'd punish me with electric shocks. The nurses would fasten a shock collar around my neck, and the moment they turned on the current, I could smell my own flesh burning. The only reason I survived was because of my wolf's powerful healing abilities. I touched my chest. Unfortunately, she was fast