A love of my Own

Freya’s point of view

I watched as Tyler closed the door behind Allie, who just walked into the bedroom of Marcelo. This was a stupid idea, and I knew she would end up being in trouble with Jason and he would blame me for coming here with her.

I let out a deep sigh, walking towards the end of the hallway. There was an enormous window with no curtain that overlooked the east side of the pack, which was the direction of our pack.

“Do you always follow her around?” Tyler asked, and you can’t afford to miss the sarcasm in his voice.

I don’t respond, but just keep staring out the window. I don’t have to respond to him because I know I can do that.

“Not going to respond?” He asked.

“What do you want, Tyler? She’s my friend and also our Luna. Surely you don’t expect me to just let her come here all by herself?”

I asked, tilting my head as I looked into his eyes and he nodded his head

“What happened to Marcelo? Was he attacked on his way back here?” I asked him and he sighed heavily, nodding