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LANCE’s POV - Upon my arrival outside the Yamamoto mansion–at Yuichi and Christine’s residence, I noticed Freya standing outside the gate, shouting and searching for Yuichi while two guards monitored her in case she engaged in any foolish behavior. I got out of the car and ran to Freya. Once I neared her, I smell a strong alcoholic drink. “Yuichi! Come out here, talk to me! I know you still have feelings for me! I feel it that I'm the one who you truly love me and not that b*tch!”

Not to brutally drop Freya when he's totally weakened, he peeled her down, aiding her to stand. Bryant launched to attack Dante, but he dodged, landing a resentful punch on Bryant's torso. With the last trail of his strength, he transformed completely. Bryant followed suit, but before he completely succeeds, Dante had already dug his fangs into his neck, hitting hard at a spot until he ripped his neck open. Ares made use of that opportunity to grab Freya, holding his flaws against her neck. It caused Dante to freeze. “Take one more step and I promise you that her head will be rolling on the floor before you know it.”

After a moment, Freya spoke up, “Mr. Adrian is fighting so hard. I can’t just stand by and watch.” Her figure then flickered like a phantom, weaving gracefully through the enemies. As they struggled to fend off Adrian’s attacks, they were also forced to contend with Freya’s sudden, swift strikes. This relentless assault overwhelmed them, leaving them unable to defend effectively. In no time, most of the enemies were slain. Only the leader remained, realizing he was outmatched and attempting to flee. At that moment, Adrian smiled slightly. “Trying to run? Not so fast!” He gestured, and an invisible force shot out from his hand. This force captured the leader, and with a pull, the leader was u

I couldn't hear his reply, but Damien then said, “You can come back to the house now, bring Tristan and the others.” I think Evan then must have asked if I was okay, because Damien then said, “they managed to successfully remove the metal and gave her some blood in a drip. She's sitting next to me downstairs and her wound is almost healed, it's miraculous,” he sounded so happy, and his face was full of pride, as he listened to Evan on the other end of the phone. He then replied, “Freya ascended, and then threatened to rip out the hearts of anyone that wanted to touch Tristan or the others, she said she'd serve the hunters hearts to the wolves for their dinner.”

Freya and Matteo maintained their unwavering proximity to Alec, a united front against the impending confrontation. Suddenly, Freya underwent a startling transformation, shifting seamlessly into her wolf form. This change spurred Matteo to follow suit, understanding that Freya's heightened instincts had detected an imminent threat. Freya bolted past Alec and lunged at a rogue Lycan, her powerful jaws clamping around his neck, compelling him to release his hold on Camilla's hair. With lightning speed, Matteo engaged another rogue, his movements fluid and deliberate. Alec, meanwhile, rushed to Camilla's side, his eyes filled with an intense mixture of relief and love.

Letting the glamour fade, I gaze into my daughter's eyes before uttering, "Run and don't look back." "Lily, no, I won't leave him!" Freya screams, fighting her mate who continues to pull her towards the forest. I turn to face Dagon and his men, my body jerks and I groan when another arrow hits me in the stomach. Dagon's eyes widen when he realizes that I'm not James, he lowers his bow and runs at me.

She turned around, seeing as Freya was nowhere within her peripheral and what she saw was her teammate battling with two people from other teams. And Freya had the upper hand. Of course she would. Alana smirked. She was the proud princess of Thaymor, gifted in combat and assassination. She watched as Freya ended the fight by pushing her sword deep into one of the enemies and using the other sword in her hand to slit the throat of the other. Alana sighed and then approached. “You killed them.” Freya was busy cleaning her sword with the cloths of the people she just conquered. She stood upright and shook her head.

They fought with ferocity and skill, their moves practiced and effective. In the chaos of the battle, Freya was able to slip away from her captors and make a run for it. She stumbled through the forest, her heart racing with fear and adrenaline. But just as she thought she had made it to safety, one of the pack warriors caught up to her. He slammed her against a tree, pinning her arms behind her back. "Where do you think you're going, little Omega?" he growled in her ear. Freya struggled against his grip, but she was no match for his strength. Just as she thought all was lost, she heard the sound of footsteps approaching. "Let go of her," a voice boomed from behind.

“NO” I screamed panic had truly overtaken me and I was unable to tap into what little power I had rediscovered. Aamon smiled warmly at me, dropping Cindy to the ground she made a sick thud and stopped moving. I could see fresh blood coming out of her head. Aamon began approaching me slowly, his fangs fully extended with a look of pleasure on his face. “Ah, beautiful lovely Freya. How I have been longing for this moment.” I started to back away but I tripped and fell onto my butt. Aamon reached me, stroking my hair back behind my ears.

As Hera stood before him, resolute and unyielding, the battle for her freedom and the future of their love unfurled in the shadowed halls of the alpha's domain. Alpha James rose from his seat, his imposing figure casting a daunting shadow over her. With a cold glint in his eyes, he reached out and delicately lifted her chin, forcing her gaze to meet his own. His touch sent a chill down her spine, and she steeled herself for the plan he had in store.