Chapter 5

Freya’s POV

The sun was dripping through the woods in the morning, but I hardly felt the warmth. I was resolute despite the heavy heart that was doubtful.

Can't be serious," said Lucian, pacing in front of me. He was habitually calm, and now completely frustrated. It is a death warrant going back to the Blueblood Pack, Freya.

They must know what they are in for, I thought. They are in danger in case the vision was correct. I can not sit here and do nothing.

Lucian desisted in pacing and looked at me. His eyes, with their silver gaze, were fixed on mine. Why, after all they did to you? After Kane's stuff? Why risk your life for them?"

I choked on the thought of how Kane pushed me. Since it is the right thing to do. I cannot allow innocent lives to be killed, even when they do not deserve it.

Lucian shook his head and rolled his tongue. You are good-natured to yourself. When you come back, you will not receive a warm reception. They'll see you as a threat."

"I know," I whispered. "But I have to try."

He looked at me a moment or two, and then sighed. "Fine. You are going there, eh? You want me to go with you.

"No," I said quickly. They will look at you and suspect that I became one of the rogues. I gotta do this alone."

Lucian said a word, shook his head, and crossed his hands. "Don't die, Freya. You are much better than they will ever be.

His words lingered in the air, and I stiffened and turned and walked away in the direction of the road towards the Blueblood territory.

Back at the Blueblood Pack, Sophia was shadowing the meeting hall, with hands clasped. Liam, a rogue and a sharp-eyed black-haired man, leaned on the wall against her.

The Alpha is not paying attention, Sophia said with a voice of contempt. He is too consumed with ruminating over that poor Freya to see what is going on right under his nose.

Liam smirked. "You sure this plan will work?"

The lips of Sophia were smiling coldly. "Of course. His leadership is already questionable in the eyes of the council. It only requires one more impulse, and they will turn on him.

"And then?" Liam asked, tone curious.

Then I shall be Luna, as I should have been, you see, Sophia, shining in my eyes with the lust of ambition. And you will have what you will, territory and resources to your rogues.

Liam nodded, satisfied. Just see that you abide by your half of the bargain, Sophia. Rascals are not patient men.

Sophia waved him off. "Don't worry. It's all coming together, everything.

As Liam slipped off, Sophia tightened her eyes. Next, Kane, you will be an eyewitness to what transpires when you underestimate me.

My trek to the Blueblood land was quite painful and tedious, but my legs were frozen when I had only reached the fringe of the beloved forest. The thoughts came back with memories of years of servitude and humiliation and rejection.

I tightened my fists and forced myself to go onwards. It is not the same Freya that I am, I said to myself. "I'm stronger now."

It was so still in the forest with no birds or rustling leaves. I was almost jumping at the slightest break of a twig.

I came to the border closer as I reflected on Kane. Would he even listen to me? Or should he put me in the ditch all over again?

The air became colder as I approached the well-known landmarks, which indicate the boundary of the state of the pack. My heart ran wild in my bosom, and doubt gnashed at me.

As I went over the boundary, a pack of wolves came out of the shadows. Their eyes were glowing with suspicion, and their growls shivered down my spine.

"Who are you?" one of them ordered as he entered his human body.

"It's me," I said, voice trembling. "Freya."

The awareness came and went in his eyes and shifted to anger. "Freya? The Alpha rejected you. You're not welcome here."

"Wait!" I screamed when they were closing in on me. "I have a warning—"

I was hardly able to complete it when one of them struck me with sharp pain in my side. I dropped to the floor, choking.

"Take her to the Alpha, the leader snarled. Between him and her, leave him to make his own choice.

I was swept over the grounds of the pack, and the wolves were peering right out of me like knives. People talked behind my back, and all remarks were a cruel hint that I am not a full-fledged member of this.

The guards pushed me into the main hall when we entered it. And Kane was in full blast of the middle of it, with the presence that might squeeze me with his size. In his cold blue eyes, which looked on me, there were glimpses of shock and anger.

Freya, he said with a low, perilous voice. "What are you doing here?"

I sat up, and I did not think of the pain in my side. "I came to warn you. The pack is in danger."

His eyes were squinted, and his face could not be read. "Danger? From who?"

Rogues, I said, my voice steady though the fear in me. "They're planning an attack. You need to prepare."

Kane came near, and his eyes were roving over me. "And why should I believe you? You left this pack. You have no loyalty to us."

I was tightening my chest with his words, but I could not retreat. Believe me or not, but in case you do not pay attention to this, the results will be on your head.

Marcus had burst in the door before he could reply, and dashed towards the northern border.

Kane darkened in expression and looked at me. "If you're lying—"

No, I replied, I am not, and looked up with a will. "This isn't about you or you. It's about saving lives."

He looked at me for a long time and then shook his head. "Marcus, double the patrols. And watch her, said he, pointing at me.

When Marcus took me out of the hall, my heart sank with both relief and dread. I had given my warning; I now knew it was only the starting point.

A diabolical idea flashed into my mind as I was being brought to a little guarded room. The cold smile and the menacing glint in the eyes of the woman watching me in the shadows were not missed by Sophia.

This was evidently wrong, and I knew not how to prevent it.