Freya's POV
The Ultimate Betrayal
“You killed Fenrir! You,” My voice cracks, and I shift my gaze to Thorne, who’s lying injured, his body twisted in agony as Isolde frantically tries to tend to his wounds. The sight of him, vulnerable and wounded, sears through me.
“You hurt Thorne…” I manage to say, my words barely holding together the heartbreak that threatens to spill over.
“See, Freya, you always deny it,” Bjorn sneers, his dark eyes gleaming with satisfaction. “Always trying to push your faults onto someone else.”
That traitorous wolf!
“Bjorn, stop this madness! What are you doing?” Freydis interjects, her voice trembling as she confronts her brother’s terrifying transformation.
“Stop what, Freydis? Don’t you realize I’m doing all of this for you?” he counters, a twisted smile
