Freya's p.o.v
Knowing they have finally arrived, I put down my comb and rose to my feet, turning back to meet their gaze. I could see the shock in Ravenna's eyes but at the same time,I must commend her for shrugging it off— a tough witch indeed.
Back then in the pit, I had fallen asleep and had seen my wolf. Her name is Arachane. She had appeared to me in my dream for the very first time and had told me not to to fear or be scared as I stared at her in shock and awe. She was so beautiful, I was almost blinded by her beauty. Her fur was as white as snow and her eyes, as large as mine with thin long lashes. She was a perfect replica of myself and maybe even stronger.
No, definitely stronger.
She had made me realize that I have a purpose in Lucien's life and that the moon goddess had awo
