FREYA'S POV
“Freya, are you okay?” Kian asked, hugging me tightly. I hugged him too because at that moment, I was a bit scared of what I was becoming. Nothing was making sense to me.
“How did you kill it?” Marcus asked, pointing at the dead beast.
Abby rolled her eyes, sighing. “I’m a witch, and Freya is a hunter. If we could not fight it off, then something was seriously wrong.”
I smiled at her words because if it wasn’t for my explosive powers, I was very sure that we would be dead or seriously injured.
“Witch,” Oliver sneered in contempt.
“Dog,” Abby retorted. It was the usual argument between them.
“s**t, my body aches,” Abby complained, hitting her shoulder.
“That’s why you should pay better attention to the training class,” Oliver said, without compassion. “It's good to see y
