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

Our breaths came out in quick puffs as we hurried through the thick woodland. The weight of what we had accomplished was bearing down on me like a crushing force, making every stride feel heavier. I could sense the tension between Finnick and Dorian, even though they were silent and absorbed in their thoughts.

As soon as we arrived at the covert faction's underground hideout, two guards moved forward, raising their weapons.

One of them barked, his keen eyes searching us, "Halt." "Explain your goal."

Dorian stepped forward. "The leader must be seen. It is urgent.

After exchanging looks, one of the guards motioned for us to follow. The smell of moist dirt and blazing flames filled the air as we hurried through the dark tunnels.

The group leader, Elder Donovan, awaited us as we entered the main chamber. He looked at me first, then at Finnick, who was still holding onto the partially burned pages. His face grew serious.

Chapter 68: Last-Ditch Action