Freya’s Pov
I saw girls my age, some older rounding the open fields. They were racing and they appeared very fast, each trying to take down the other. It was a large open field with tracks. They all had on their training gears.
At the sight of Artemis they seemed to forget and shouted, “Artemis.”
Well I didn’t know he was social with his pack girls this way or were they all his f*ck mate in the past. Probably the latter because some girls still appeared focused with what they were doing.
We trailed further into the field. As we were about to enter, a girl walked up to me. She had blonde hair and hazel eyes. Her steps were agile as she matched towards us. She looked like she commanded this territory. The ironic thing was her strides did not match her figure. She was rather on the petit
