Freya’s POV
“It isn’t a full moon Freya,” Grace said, brown eyes darkening. She stood, tears pooling in her eyes. “I can’t ever trust you again. You lied to me.”
“Grace, it isn’t what you think.”
“The hell it’s not. I don’t know why I thought I could talk to you about this. All you care about is your pack and being Alpha. You never really cared about me and my life problems.” She rushed past us.
“Grace that’s not true. I care about you. We’re friends. I love you.”
At the front door she yelled, “Don’t ever talk to me again.” And just like that, the door slammed. The butler popped his head around the corner into the living room.
“Is everything alright?”
“Fine, fine,” I waved him off and pinch the bridge of my nose.
I wanted to make things right with Grace, but I had no words to defen
