LOGIN*FREYA*His eyes almost pop out of their sockets and I grab his axe throwing it at the gallons oof paraffin oil.One of the gallons bursts open and its content begin to leak.Panic flares in his eyes and withe the veins almost bursting in his neck, I'm sure he's trying to move.I pick up his lighter and flick it, watching the orange flames dancing in front of me.“I hope you rot to the bones in hell,” I say, dropping my gaze to meets his one last time. “Good bye Silas.”With that, I throw the lighter and watch the gallons engulf in flames.I stumble out in time just as an explosion shakes the ground almost throwing me off.‘You did well,’ Ailsa whispers, pride swelling through our connection.I say nothing, my throat tight as I watch the dancing flames.A presence draws close to me and I don't turn to know who it is.The familiar scent already reveal her identity.“You finally got revenge. Why does it look like you are sad?”I swallow before turning to face her. “Do you think I'm a mo
*FREYA*Adeline snorts before chortling loudly, clutching her belly like she just heard the funniest joke in the century. I stare her, the crease in my forehead deepening. What's she doing? From the corner of my eyes, I see the hunters exchange glances with each other, muttering 'crazy witch' under their breaths. I need to do something quick. I will rather die than let them get their filthy hands on me once again. Adeline soon recovers from whatever thing made her laugh so hard and wipe the corners of hers eyes. She glances at the hunters, mirth still dancing around her lips. “Who told you that's enough to stop me? ”Silas turn to the hunters who are mumbling words to each other. “Boss definitely said the evening primrose can shield us from witches,” One of the hunters whispers to another, fear clouding his expression. “Did you not bring those flowers from a graveyard? ” Another asks as they exchange glances. “Shut it, you fools!” Silas hisses, his face twisting with barely
*FREYA*What is Dorian doing here? I thought he left. The thought barely settles before pain explodes across my senses.The rogue takes the chance and lunges at me, it's claws digging into Ailsa's scruff. Ailsa lets out a furious growl, twisting her body and shaking it off with a burst of strength. The grip loosens, and she pulls free sending the rogue flying. ‘Focus,’ she warns. The beast recovers quickly, charging towards me but I react instantly this time.Power surges through me and I push it outward. The force sends the rogue stumbling back, giving me just enough space to breathe.My chest rises and falls quickly, but I force myself to stay grounded.Around me, warriors are holding their ground, though just barely. Wolves move in formation, pushing back the rogues as best as they can.My gaze flickers across the battlefield toward the path I thought Dorian took. But he's no longer there. Strange. Where did he go to?A large wolf tackle down a rogue, growling furiously an
*FREYA*The woman before me is nothing like the one I just saw. Her eyes bleeds to black and a dark cloak cover her once frail body. Her skin is radiant and glowing without those blemishes I once associated her with.What happened just now?She smiles. “Don't be afraid, child. It's me.”I blink, trying to reconcile this woman with the one I used to know.Yeah, that's right. She once mentioned that she's a witch. Swallowing, I avert my gaze, searching for something to say. “Oh, I... ” I lick my lips, trying to force something out. “Freya, someone is coming!”Panic drips from Ailsa's voice and I spin around quickly. Just like she said, my sharp ears catches footsteps staggering across the hall before a wobbling figure steps into the light. He is one of the hunters who I saw drinking earlier. Instinctively, I take a concious step back just as he fiddles with his zipper, almost falling on his face.He hasn't seen us yet. After two attempts of trying to open his zipper, he lets ou
*FREYA* The woman before me is nothing like the one I just saw. Her eyes bleeds to black and a dark cloak cover her once frail body. Her skin is radiant and glowing without those blemishes I once associated her with. What happened just now? She smiles. “Don't be afraid, child. It's me.” I blink, trying to reconcile this woman with the one I used to know. Yeah, that's right. She once mentioned that she's a witch. Swallowing, I avert my gaze, searching for something to say. “Oh, I... ” I lick my lips, trying to force something out. “Freya, someone is coming!” Panic drips from Ailsa's voice and I spin around quickly. Just like she said, my sharp ears catches footsteps staggering across the hall before a wobbling figure steps into the light. He is one of the hunters who I saw drinking earlier. Instinctively, I take a concious step back just as he fiddles with his zipper, almost falling on his face. He hasn't seen us yet. After two attempts of trying to open his zipper
*FREYA* Thankfully, I was left alone for the next few days, giving me the chance to regain my strength. I flex my fingers to circulate blood to them just as Ailsa purrs weakly in my mind. After that night, she never goes silent again, making her presence known. The wolfsbane is still in my system, I can feel the vile liquid in my veins but no longer strong enough to weaken my wolf. And for the other drug that paralyzed my limbs, I haven't been given another shot since the last time and the effect already fades as the days pass by. I had almost cried out in joy the first time my fingers twitched two days ago. Now, the sensation has spread. Blood flows freely again, bringing life back into limbs that once felt like stone. Finally. The hunters haven't been coming their routine checks for the past few days, if they had, they would have noticed the change in me. “Freya,” Ailsa whispers in my mind as if she doesn't want others to hear even though I'm the only one who can hear
*LEONIDAS*“You can't, Leo!” Lyra trails behind me with Kieran who is usually quiet as we walk to the fighting arena.“What if he has something else on his sleeves, you are going to get hurt, Leo.”I suppress the groan threatening to slip from my throat as I press two fingers against my temples.
*LEONIDAS* “That’s not possible,” I say hoarsely. “My parents never had another child.” He scoffs, shaking his head slightly. “Don’t be naive, Leo,” he says. “It's no news that Alphas have mistresses.” My chest tightens. “My mother was one to your father .” Heavy silence descends on the
*LEONIDAS* “That’s not possible,” I say hoarsely. “My parents never had another child.” He scoffs, shaking his head slightly. “Don’t be naive, Leo,” he says. “It's no news that Alphas have mistresses.” My chest tightens. “My mother was one to your father .” Heavy silence descends on the
*LEONIDAS* “That’s not possible,” I say hoarsely. “My parents never had another child.” He scoffs, shaking his head slightly. “Don’t be naive, Leo,” he says. “It's no news that Alphas have mistresses.” My chest tightens. “My mother was one to your father .” Heavy silence descends on the crowd







