Freya's Pov
Dinner was hard.
I sat at the big table with the pack. I moved my food around my plate. I tried to act like everything was okay. Catherine made roast chicken and veggies. It smelled so good. But I could not taste it.
Dane sat at the head of the table. I kept looking at him when no one saw.
Every time I looked, I thought about the forest. How he got down in front of me. How strong his voice was when he said I matter to him. How his eyes got dark when I asked why he looked for me.
Because I said I will look for you.
Those words went round and round in my head.
"Freya?" Evie pushed my arm a little. "You okay? You did not eat much."
"I am fine," I said with a fake smile. "Just tired."
She did not believe me, but she stopped asking.
Across the table, I f
