Chapter 5

  Freya

  Matteo had been very constant, in my view. He visited the school all the time, and I don't know why. I started to think that something was going on or that there was danger lurking around the pack, but I didn't sense any.

  "Freya, can you hear me?" Mom asked as she waved her hand right in front of my face. I blinked many times before I realized that she had been talking to me, and my mind was with Matteo.

  "Is there something wrong, Freya?" Dad asked, and I shook my head.

  "I'm sorry, Mom, Dad." I replied, "I was just wondering why the prince was in school more often. He had been in the pack for how many months now, but lately, he has been going to school as though there was some sort of attack that would occur." I added.