DANGER IN HANKA ISLAND

TOR'S POV

Hiding on Hanka Island was not my cup of tea, but what else could I do? Freyr was in danger, and the Bay Shifter Pack had been compromised. Moles were feeding information to Lord Marcel and his goons, forcing me to hide away on Hanka Island, away from Freyr and it left a bitter taste in my mouth.

Cowards.

I exhaled sharply, watching my breath swirl in the cold air. I hated this. The isolation. The waiting. The uncertainty. "Damn it," I mutter, raking a hand through my tangled hair. My skin itched under the weight of this silence; Gale was clawing at the edges of my control. He was restless, pacing within me like a caged beast. He did not understand why we hid instead of fighting, but for peace, I knew that it was best that Lord Marcel had no idea that I was mated to Freyr Kayne or that a real war would erupt.