Freya
The window of my bedroom was open and there was a woodsy scent in the air. I was sure that someone had been here in my room, but who? And most importantly, why?
Who was stalking me like this? What do they want from a freak like me? I couldn't find any answers to my question.
Days went by, as usual, the only difference was that I had closed myself in my room and avoided going out, especially to the pack meetings.
I had started going back to college after a few weeks when the college reopened after the annual break. It was not easy for me to get my life back on track after parting from my mate. My heart was still shattered from the loss, though I was trying hard to be strong for myself and my parents, still, it was not easy for me.
It was a blessing that no one from our pack h
