Freya's pov
Today was the day, the day for my beauty treatment. Argh… I didn't see the point. I was gonna be treated like a princess, bath with honey and milk and rose and all the things that would make me glow, and then I would be sent into a battle where all of that would be nothing but vain.
The pack was almost done with the decorating, they had transformed the hall into magic. It was lovely but at the same time, all the decor and interior were getting in my way.
Occasionally I would bump into a crate of balls, a box of ribbons and drapes, and poles, basically everything used for decorating. It pissed me off, especially when I was done with training, and I was tired, those traitorous drapes would occasionally get in my way.
With my face-off fast approaching, my time for myself was l
