Freya's POV
My feet pounded against the hard, uneven ground as I fled into the night. My vision was blurry, the stars and moon seemingly following my every movement.
Fear coursed through my veins, the sound of my heartbeat echoing in my ears. I was running, faster than I thought possible, as if something—or someone—was hunting me.
A feline voice whispered in my head, its honeyed tones sending shivers down my spine. The voice was both seductive and sinister, drawing me deeper into the darkness.
But suddenly, everything became a blur of agony and terror. A piercing scream tore from my throat, the pain unbearable as my body contorted and twisted, my bones breaking and bending.
I fell to the ground, writhing in agony, tears streaming down my face. It was as if a thousand pins
