Clara let out a shriek and turned around so fast that she fell buttocks first to the ground and backed away in an attempt to get away from that she-wolf. It was not only her identical image to her, the completely wild red eyes u that so terrified her, and, in addition, her body was covered with huge bleeding wounds, many of them open, even the most noticeable one pierced her face from one side to the other. Her clothes were torn, leaving them visible, full of bruises, and a pair of shackles bound her wrists and ankles.

She wondered how she was in that state.

-Who are you? What do you want? - Clara was trembling again.

The she-wolf looked down at her from above even with contempt in her orbs. She clicked her tongue and took a deep breath.

-You just tremble like a frightened mouse. You have no intention of doing anything for yourself- she spoke to him in a deep voice that barely came out given the permanent mark on her neck from a chain that had been violently twisted. The she-wolf's bo