Patrick_0507

Blurb: 
Freya Kael has spent her life on the edges of the Whiteclaw Pack, orphaned and outsider with no claim to a name or power. Her life has been one of survival, with no family, friends, or purpose. That changes the day she learns her fated mate is none other than Finnick Logan the strong and feared Alpha of the Whiteclaw Pack. Freya’s heart swells with hope, but her world shatters when Finnick openly rejects her, calling her weak and unworthy of his name. Devastated and cast aside, Freya is forced into hiding.

But Freya soon finds that her fate has much more in store. Alone and fragile, she finds she holds a secret power, one linked to a famous werewolf family long thought dead. This power could tip the balance of the werewolf world. With rival packs seeking her out and her powers getting stronger, Freya must decide whether to rise to this calling or let her hate for Finnick consume her.

As secrets unravel, Finnick finds himself pulled back to Freya, haunted by his past choices and family betrayals. But with a rival pack threatening their survival and an old enemy reawakening, they may have to join despite the pain between them. Can Freya forgive the mate who destroyed her, and can Finnick redeem himself before he loses everything including Freya?

Betrayed By The Pack

The whisper echoed in my mind like a curse.

"If you leave, someone you love will die."

I stood frozen, my heartbeat thundering in my ears. The entity's shadowy form shifted around me, watching, waiting.

I inhaled deeply. "You're lying," I forced out, my voice hoarse.

The shadows curled in amusement. "Am I?"

Finnick, Marcus, and Aurora were among the images that flickered in the darkness. Their faces pallid, their bodies dead. My throat tightened with each breath.

This was just another trick. Another way to keep me trapped here.

I clenched my fists, frustration and fear twisting inside me. I was running out of time. I could feel it, like an invisible force pulling me in opposite directions.

"I won't let you control me," I muttered.

The thing circled me carefully. "I do not need to control you, Freya. You are already tied to the artifact. It is a part of you."

Chapter 55: Freedom's Cost