Semua Bab Luna Of The Lost Bloodline : Bab 11 - Bab 20

Freya’s POVThe weight of what lay ahead made the morning air chilly. With his arms folded and a gloomy look on his face, Kane stood next to me at the training grounds. The pack crowded around us, their faces displaying a mixture of resolve and terror.Kane said, "We all know what we're up against," in a firm yet solemn tone. "Sophia won't give up until she ruins all we value. However, we will not let her. Families look out for one another, and this pack is our family.With my voice rising over the whispers, I took a step forward. "She's bringing everything she has, but we're also bringing everything." We are more powerful as a team than any adversary. Have faith in each other, in your training, and yourselves. This is something we can win.For the first time in days, I noticed optimism in their eyes as a wave of accord swept over the audience.“You have a way of inspiring them,” Kane said to me as the pack scattered to get ready.I gave a small smile. They motivate me. They are entit

Freya’s POVThe packhouse was so tense that I thought I could cut through it with a knife. In a tense silence, wolves milled about, their apprehensive stares interspersed with muttered discussions. With the weight of my increasing obligations bearing down on me, I stood by the window and gazed out at the trees.Kane said softly, "Freya," and entered the room. "He's present."He was standing near the door as I turned around, his face unreadable. Two of our soldiers were waiting in the common area with the enigmatic wolf that had escaped from Sophia's camp. With questions racing through my head, I followed Kane, my heart racing.The wolf appeared dishevelled, with his clothing ripped and his fur matted. Though he stood tall and defiant, his golden eyes darted nervously about the room.His voice was scratchy as he said, "My name is Darian." Although I was a member of Sophia's camp, I've had enough. I'd want to assist.Kane's eyes were icy as he crossed his arms. "Why should we have faith

Freya’s POVThe witch's icy, piercing laughter reverberated in my head. Her remarks kept coming back to me as I stood in the meeting room with my pack:If you give up, Freya and the pack will survive. If you don't, they will burn.My nails dug into my hands as I clenched my fists. How could I have made such a decision?Kane paced the room, his face unreadable and black. His voice was strained as he said quietly, "This isn't an option." "Freya, you're not going to her."I tried not to panic as I looked into his eyes. She assured me that if I gave up, she would spare the pack. How can I refuse if it means saving everyone?"You don't think she's trustworthy?" Kane halted his pacing and took a step forward. “She’s lying, Freya. What's preventing her from ruining us once she gets you?I said, with a hint of scepticism, "She has no reason to lie." “She gets what she wants if I go voluntarily.”"What about what I desire?" Kane's eyes continued to burn intensely even as his tone softened. "Ho

Freya’s POVMy heart was pounding as I stood before Sophia. She seemed to have complete control over everything. Promises of power, protection for my pack, and most importantly, promises for my offspring, were all in her eyes. My thoughts twisted and turned as the witch's words lingered in the air like a spell."Freya," she added in a velvety voice, "I can provide for all of your needs. You are no longer required to fight. You don't need to lose anyone. I just want you to come along. Give yourself over to me, and I'll make sure your pack is secure, and your child is born in harmony.Her words were pressing down on me, and I could feel it. I had been fighting for so long. I'm afraid for my child and my people. Is it truly worth risking everything to preserve them? However, a part of me was afraid of what would occur if I turned down her offer.As Sophia read my mind, her eyes sparkled. "I see you're conflicted. Between your desire to protect your child and your responsibility as a lead

Freya’s POVMy body was sore and stiff when I woke up to the darkness. The air was heavy, frigid, and under unusual pressure. Bound by chains that radiated a spooky red light, my arms were stretched above my head. They burned like fire as they dug into my skin, but the sense of powerlessness was even worse than the pain.With each tug, the chains grew tighter as I attempted to move and escape. They appeared to get stronger the harder I fought, encircling my limbs like a poisonous snake."This isn't real," I told myself in a whisper. It's only a dream. It doesn't end like this.However, the reality struck me like a blast of ice. It was authentic. The chains were authentic. Furthermore, they were depleting me rather than only holding me. I sensed a weird, gnawing feeling inside of me as if something essential were being extracted from my body.I gritted my teeth, not wanting to appear weak. Though I wasn't sure if she could hear me, I growled, "I won't let you win, Sophia." I had to be