Freya’s POV
I curled up in the middle of the massive, black bed, drawing my knees to my chest. The dark silence of the room practically weighed down on my shoulders. I pressed my left wrist against my chest, feeling my own throbbing heartbeat beneath the torn skin. Blood seeped from it slowly but stubbornly, leaving a dark stain on the silken sheets.
My mind was in utter chaos.
“I’m sorry... I didn't want to cause you pain.” Jax's words echoed in my ears over and over again. An Alpha, a ruthless pack leader, had apologized to a prisoner. It completely contradicted everything I knew about the world. When the door closed behind him, I was certain he had only left to gather his strength, or to bring something back to punish me further for my weakness.
That was how things worked in the vam
