#Chapter171People started to approach, congratulating us and bombarding us with questions. Suddenly, I felt sick to my stomach, and my head felt fuzzy, as my vision doubled. I looked up at Cain. “I need to use the washroom,” I said quickly, then spun on my heel, practically running towards the bathroom. I made it to the bathroom and hurled the contents of my stomach into the cold porcelain toilet. Once I was finished, I stood from the floor and leaned over the sink, steadying myself. I closed my eyes and attempted to regulate my breathing and erratic heart rate. As I opened my eyes again, I was no longer in the bathroom but back in the forest of the damned and standing before the willow tree. I glanced around frantically, wondering what the fuck was going on. Helena appeared out of nowhere, scaring the life out of me and causing me to gasp. “Holy shit! You scared me.” I shouted at her. She raised a brow and gave me a deadpan stare. “Watch that tongue of yours.” Helena scolded m
#Chapter1I laid there in the soft grass, staring up at the sky, watching as the clouds swirled around and the birds soared with the wind. I groaned internally at my wounded pride. "That was a bitch move, you know!" I said to my brother Gunnar. My brother and I are currently having a one-on-one training session, as I want to up my game, but man, he can be challenging at times.He looked down at me with a stern appearance and a tone to match his expression. "Yes, it was, but remember Freja, your opponents won't always fight fair. They will fight dirty and use whatever tactic they can in order to take you out. So you need to be prepared for such moves, whether it's a bitch move or not!" I growled at him and rolled my eyes, even though as much as I hate to admit it, he was right. The Rogues are dirty fighters, and they don't care whether you are male or female; they will do whatever it takes to win the battle. My brother stood there looming over me, with a cheeky smile plastered
#Chapter2The rogues rushed around us with full force; I began taking them out one by one, our pack fought with as much strength and courage as they could conjure up. The copper smell of blood filled the air and pooled on the ground beneath me; blood-curdling screams flooded my ears from every direction. As I readied myself to fire another arrow, I noticed multiple rogues were ambushing Gunnar. I know he is a ruthless, strong fighter, especially when he was in his wolf form, but he was slowly becoming outnumbered at that moment. Without further hesitation, I leapt down from the tree, firing arrows left, right, and center at the numerous rogues surrounding him. As I came closer to him, I dropped my bow, began to discard my clothes and shifted into my wolf, lunging at the rival wolves, shredding them to pieces and fighting alongside my brother. As the odds began to turn in our favour, the rogues started to retreat. Gunnar then mind linked with me, and he was furious! "WHAT THE F
#Chapter3After erasing my insane thoughts, I stood up from the ground, remembering the howl released throughout the forest; my mind began to race with negative thoughts now. What if dad was hurt? What if Gunnar was hurt? I began to run as fast as my feet would take me, searching for familiar faces. Finally, I came to a sudden halt when I saw Erik's familiar and welcoming face! I raced towards him and jumped into his arms. “Are you ok? Are you injured? Where are the others? Did the rogues retreat?” He raised a finger and placed it on my lips, ceasing my rambling. He stared deep into my eyes with a half-smile; he then removed his finger and began to caress my cheek. I closed my eyes, leaning into his touch; he always knew how to calm my overactive nerves. “I’m fine, Freja, a few scratches and bruises, but otherwise still alive.” He chuckled, and I breathed a sigh of relief. “You are the first person I have found, and it seems as though the rogues have retreated, but I am not su
#Chapter4“Alpha Cain has requested a meeting. He wants to discuss a treaty between the packs to end the war.” I furrowed my brows, as did everyone else. I didn’t believe my father; this never happened; Alpha Cain was not known for treaties. He always won the battle and left almost nothing and no one behind. So, the big question was why? What could he possibly want in exchange for concluding the war? Dad walked over to my mother, kissed her, then looked deep into her eyes for a moment, and she smiled lovingly at him. I envied their relationship. He then straightened himself and extended his hand to her, and she gladly accepted. He looked around at everyone. “Everyone needs to get some sleep; it has been a long and exhausting day. We need to rest; there is much to do tomorrow.” Dad then retreated to the hallway, with my mother close on his heels, and they bid us all goodnight. Gunnar looked at us, nodded his head and then took his leave as well. My sister was sitting there, l
#Chapter5As morning approached, the sun began to engulf my room, causing me to let out a frustrated groan. Closing my eyes tightly, I pulled my blanket up and over my head in an attempt to shield myself from the blinding light. I barely slept; my mind raced all night from everything that had happened the previous day. Thoughts of the battle surged through my brain, Mikael’s death, the Dead pack retreating, but mostly I thought about Alpha Cain and our encounter. I thought about how attractive he was, how his closeness made me wet and caused tingles to shoot through my whole body. I thought about his words, his threats and especially how he had let me go, but not before telling me that we would meet again; what did he mean by that? Also, why did he want to propose a treaty? That was the biggest unanswered question. Pushing aside my endless thoughts, I got up from the bed and headed for the bathroom. First, I took a nice long shower, washing everything away. I then got out, brushed
#Chapter6I looked at the ground, knowing he was right and that I had asked a stupid question. I sighed heavily and continued inside. After finishing up in the kitchen with mom, Adela and the others, we headed to the main hall to set everything up. We arrived at the hall, and it was packed already. Everyone was in mourning and crying; the atmosphere was beyond depressing. I noticed Erik standing in the crowd, speaking with his parents; he glanced in my direction and smiled. I smiled back at him and placed the food on the tables. Once everything was prepared, we all headed towards the river to begin the funeral. On the edge of the river stood the pyre; it was breathtaking. The structure was built from oak wood logs, adorned with Gracie oak flowers and personal items were scattered all over that loved ones had placed. In the middle was Mikael, wrapped in a black blanket accented with gold stitching; it was beautiful, he was beautiful and was taken too soon. Everyone gathered aroun
#Chapter7I gasped and stumbled back a bit; no, this can’t be possible; that monster cannot be my mate.I shook my head furiously. “No, that’s not possible, I refuse to believe that, and even if it is true, I will not go with him,” I said firmly.Dad ground his teeth. “I don’t like this any more than you do, but Alpha Cain has made it clear that he wants you. He informed me that if you go with him, he will end the war and sign a peace treaty between the packs.” He looked to be pained saying this.“No, I won’t do it, dad! I will not go with him!” Anger was flowing through me now, like a never-ending river. Dad pinched the bridge of his nose. “Freja, you need to understand the situation. Alpha Cain has made it crystal clear that he will come and destroy the pack if you do not go with him. Leaving no one and nothing behind, and then he will take you by force. Either way, he will get what he wants.” He replied, raising his voice. “So, then we fight, we recruit other packs to stand