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

I was unable to remain close to them. Not in this manner.

I was still surrounded by the devastation I had caused—the earth was scarred with huge fractures, and the trees were split in half. The memory of power still hummed beneath my skin as I looked at my trembling hands.

This wasn't typical. I wasn't typical.

Before Finnick could say anything, I looked away. I couldn't stand to see the terror and bewilderment in his eyes. I pushed myself farther away from the pack and deeper into the trees as I ran.

Keep me away from anyone I might harm.

My chest grew heavier as I went farther. Something seemed to be tugging, stretching, and twisting inside of me. There was no waning of force. It was getting stronger, if anything.

I paused by a peaceful creek and leaned on a tree to collect my breath. My gut twisted when I saw my reflection in the lake. I still had a faint glimmer in my eyes. I no longer even recognized myself.

Chapter 57: The Internal Enemy