Freya’s POVThe next night Camilla led us to a clearing in the woods.The walk was long, at least two miles. Logan carried me for the last mile because I was too tired to continue.There was barely any moonlight. The witches set candles around the clearing, lighting it up while the woods beyond stayed pitch black.'Are you sure about this?' Logan asked me through our mate bond.'I would be lying if I said I wasn't scared, but I am more afraid of facing a future where I would have to choose my life over our pups,' I replied. 'I'll be with you every step of the way. You can squeeze my hand until it breaks. I don't care,' Logan responded.Crickets chirped in the distance until the witches’ footsteps in the grass cut them off. Sometimes a breeze made the candles flicker and shadows move across the trees. Hattie and Dalila stood with the others in a circle.Camilla stopped Logan at the edge. “You’ll stand here,” she told him. “Don’t take a step closer, and don’t interrupt, no matter what
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