Freya’s POVThe forest was slanting its morning sun in all directions, all over the dirt. I was sitting on a broken log, and my arm was sore as I was still feeling the dull ache in it. Lucian was cowering just around, at a small fire which he had made. He is still a bit strange with me, yet he rescued my life, and I cannot turn a blind eye to that.You are too quiet, he said without looking up, and disturbed the heavy silence. Keep interested in the questions that are swirling in your head, I guess.I hesitated, biting my lip. "Why did you save me, really? And why do you know so much of me?The fire was crackling, and Lucian poked another stick of wood into it. Due to the fact that I followed your pack all these years. I am familiar with Kane, his leadership and the legends he created during his rule.I stiffened. "You hate him, don’t you?"His eyes were silver, and there was a brewing emotion. "Hate is too weak a word. Kane killed my life, my family, my pack. He's no Alpha, Freya. He
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