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Freya Rose

“I don’t love you, Sam. And I sure as hell don’t need your support. I should have stayed on my own. I should have put my pack first. From now on, it's them first, always.”

I turned and began to storm through the woods.

“Freya,” he shouted out.

I turned around and created a fireball between my hands. Standing there like some sort of dragon ball-Z character, I hurled a fireball at him while screaming.

“Leave, Sam!”

I turned back around and began sprinting towards the cabin. I’d probably overreacted a little, especially if he didn’t have anything to do with it. But it was easier to be angry with him than myself. I needed to use every bit of anger I had to get through the situation. If that meant hurting his feelings then so be it. It was better to be strong and tackle the situation head-on than fall into a deeper depression and self-pity. What use would I be then? I needed to get my pack back, and the only way to do that was to become the strongest I could. If that made me hard and cold, then that is how I would become.

The cabin came in to view, there were scorch marks everywhere, I guessed from Tana, and probably Draco. I could smell people inside the cabin and could see their colored heat signatures. Savanah, Marik, and Traian. I scanned around the property some more, making sure it wasn’t a trap, and others weren’t lurking around, but the coast was clear. I stood up straight, wiped my tears and took a deep breath. On the exhale I made my way up the steps and into the cabin. As I walked through the door, Savanah ran right into my arms.

“Oh Freya, it was horrendous. I tried to stop them, but there were so many of them.”

I hugged her tight and replied,

“It’s okay, Savanah. This isn’t your fault.”

“No, it’s ours,” Traian said as he stepped forward.

I gently moved Savanah to the side then charged at Traian. I raised my fist into the air, and as soon as I got close enough, I ploughed it right into his face. He stumbled back a bit but composed himself, before placing his hands behind his back and waiting for my next hit. I pounded on his chest with my fists while screaming,

“It is your fault. What the fuck did you do? Why didn’t you save them?” He took every single blow that I threw at him, and Marik stood back, letting me pound on his brother. I couldn’t hold back the emotion any longer, and slid down his body, collapsing to the floor. My head dropped down while I sobbed, “Why did you leave me?”

Traian got down on the floor with me and pulled me into his chest, quickly followed by Marik. They both embraced me, encasing me in a protective bubble. I sat there crying, held by the two people I blamed the most for what had happened. But I needed them, I didn’t know why, but as much as I didn’t want to, I loved them both. Marik stroked my hair, while Traian rubbed my back.

“This wasn’t supposed to happen, Freya. We will make them pay with their lives,” Traian whispered, and unlike Sam's speech, I believed every word.

“We are yours, and you are ours. They mean nothing to us anymore. They will pay for hurting you, and they will die,” Marik added.

“No one will ever hurt you again, Freya. If they try, we will kill them all,” Savanah whispered as she wrapped her arms around my waist, joining us on the floor.

“You are mine, and I am yours,” I repeated Marik’s words, meaning it more than I’d ever meant anything in my life.

Samael Wulf

I stood in the doorway of the cabin, watching the love of my life being cradled by the first alpha, first vampire and some sort of angel. She declared she was theirs, and my heart ripped in two. Anger like no other came over me, and if I didn’t have a family, I knew I would have stormed right in there and tried to kill them all. I was heartbroken. I couldn’t believe that she thought I had anything to do with any of this. I loved her more than anyone else in the world, and she was choosing them over me. The anger bubbled up inside me, so poisonous and bitter that I almost choked on it. With hands balled into fists, I turned and stormed away.

“I’ll make you pay for this, Freya. Mark my words, you’ll regret ever using me.”