Chapter 27

Tristan pulled me on to his lap and cradled me. I put one arm around his back and rested my head on his chest. I felt so loved and safe in his embrace, with him to protect me I knew that somehow everything was going to be okay.

“I'll do some research and ask around the pack. I'll try to find out if anything like this has happened before,” he said reassuringly, before kissing the top of my head.

“I am so sorry, Freya. This is all my fault.” I pulled myself away to look at him, because I didn't understand what he meant, so I just asked him out right,

“What do you mean it's all your fault?”

Did he know something that I didn't? I wondered.