FREYA The crowd turned their wrath and attention to the unfortunate servant who happened to be carrying the cake. I wanted to feel sorry for her, but I could not. I waited for the perfect moment, before I slipped out of the party to execute the second phase of my plans. Since Icarus decided to lord it over me like some servant or maid, he and his people were going to suffer the consequences. Prior to this time, my mission had been to destroy Icarus and him alone, but when I remembered the hate in the eyes of the bloodthirsty wolves as they clamoured for Hera's death, I came to the realisation that they were all the same. Even if Icarus died, the successor of the Jade pack would still continue in their old culture and evil traditions. I had sat on my vanity dresser when I plotted out my

