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

A searing, excruciating pain pierced my skull. The world twisted around me, drawing me into something terrible and beyond my control, even as I clamped my eyes shut.

A densely shadowed forest. Like whispering voices, the wind howled through the woods. I wasn't alone myself.

In front of me was a woman. Her eyes glowed with the same cold blue fire that I had seen in my mirror, and her long silver hair whirled around her face. My throat tightened with each breath. Mom.

She was desperate, aggressive, and younger. Her hands were stained with blood.

Her voice cracked as she said, "Run!" "They're on their way! I won't let them take you!"

My heart was racing. I made an effort to get up and grab her, but I wasn't there.

Dark beings with soulless, vacant eyes arose from the fog behind her. Below them, the ground shook.

Chapter 63: The Awakening Curse