The Prophecy Revealed
Freya’s POV
The journey to the Crimson Fang Pack was a painful blur. Every jostle and sway of the car sent a shockwave through my ribs, the fractured bone grinding with every movement.
It wasn't quite easy to convince me into agreeing to follow them. I blatantly said no, even though I knew that I needed help. My pride was almost bigger than I am. But after some persuasion and Lucian jokingly suggesting that I be carried on the head to the car causing me to burst into, I agreed.
When we finally arrived at the pack's gates, the towering stone walls loomed over us, the Crimson Fang symbol etched into the archway. It was a strange feeling, entering a pack’s being kicked out of my own pack. I’d been a rogue for a while, unbound to any place, to any pack. I didn’t belo
