Cameron’s P.O.V
I didn’t get it. I didn’t understand what could’ve happened to make Freya think that I wasn’t capable enough to handle my own pack.
What Trisha had told her hadn’t been wrong, but her words had been coloured with her own insecurities about losing Derek and her loss of faith in me. She hadn’t had the strength to ask me directly, so she had gone to Freya instead, to try to poison her mind against me. And it had worked.
I found that I was disappointed in her just as I was disappointed in myself. Did she truly think I wasn’t capable of handing my pack? The question had haunted me again and again. It had been on my mind ever since I stormed out of the dining room, trying to find an outlet for my anger.
It hadn’t helped when I had gone out into the woods for a run i
