Christian P.O.V
The room I've been locked up in for years, of the dark wolf living inside me. The Inside was like a small apartment. I had a living room, my bedroom, and a bathroom. My mother; the Luna had designed the place wanting me to feel comfortable, but how could I feel relaxed living a life where I was unable to control my beast and locked away from everyone, my family, and most of all from ever finding my one true mate.
I started to worry about my mate even though I have never met her. About how sad she must be, not being able to find me. I sink my hand within my bed angrily ripping the sheet thinking how heartbroken my mate must be, out there trying hard to find me. More thoughts filled my head worrying even more about other male wolves taking advantage of her and too hurting her. I growled; allowing it to echo within my room. Angry at the thought of anyone hurting her.