Chapter 33

HUNTER

“Tell me about this person you love.” I asked Frigg. She sat down next to me and we both stared at the lake. The water shone silver in the dappled moonlight. I threw a stone in the water, making ripples and disturbing a sleeping loon. It flew off, cursing, into the night.

Frigg sighed, tucking her flaxen hair back over her shoulder. “He’s one of my father’s bodyguards. His name is Gunnor.”

“Are you fated mates?” I asked.

“Yes, and my father knows that. But he forbade our union. Because he is not of royal blood. I hate this, Hunter!” Her wolf shone through her blue eyes, fierce and proud. “I want to honor my father, but this tradition is so outdated.”

I couldn’t agree more. “True. It is up to our generation to change this. That is why I have to choose you.” I said and turned to her.

Frigg jumped up as if stung. “No, y