He growled softly as his chest began to hurt the closer he got to the room, the prickly heat rising up to his neck and settling in his head almost cooling down the wolf inside. He rubbed his chest and hands as he stepped into the room, the wall of magic almost knocked him off his feet. He opened up the multiple set of french windows, allowing a smooth flow of air into the room. Grabbing a set of matches he lit the candles in the room, he growled again as memories of his binding by magic.
So many candles and so much pain, the threat of Silver being forced into his skin at anytime ending his life unless he continued to serve. A tremendous weight on his body, he couldn't move he felt so angry wanting to kill Fiona for all she had done to him. Denying his wolf to be released...to be free. Arturo groaned softly his eyes glowing watching as his fingernails elongated into short claws. But before they could reach their full length they retracted back painfully, sending electrical shocks up his arms sparking out in his head.
Shaking his head he walked to the corner he always stood his hands behind his back, faithful as always. Arturo growled softly his stare intent at the floor his mind swirling.