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 chill ran down my spine as the cold air encircled me like unseen chains. I expected darkness when I opened my eyes, but instead, I was in an unfamiliar, limitless area.

It was neither day nor night in the sky. Around me, a gray, dull mist shifted as if it were alive. Both wind and sound were absent. Nothing but quiet.

I slowly sat up, my head thumping. "Where am I?"

It felt like a dream sliding through my fingers as I attempted to recall how I came here—the gateway, the beast, the fall.

"Finnick?" My voice echoed, hollow and distant. "Dorian?"

Breathing became more rapid as panic surged in my chest. I have to figure out how to get out.

I forced myself to stand up. It was like walking on air, the ground underneath me solid but soft. I took a cautious step forward.

Something moved in the distance. A shadowy figure.

Chapter 70: Opposition