Chapter 9

Freya Rose

With my shoulders slumped and hands dangling by my sides, I dropped my head in defeat and then turned to walk away. I couldn't stand in silence in front of Tristan any longer. The kiss for him was clearly a mistake, but I would always be thankful to him for taking my mind off of everything, even if only for a split second. Mina wasn't his biggest fan. She still believed that Marik had the sun shining out of his backside, and, honestly, I couldn't think straight, let alone try to work out who my heart belonged to. That is a shit show I would have to try and untangle another time.

As I strolled back towards the cabin, I kicked tiny rocks and sticks out of the way. I felt beyond broken and didn't think I knew who Freya was anymore. With my pack around, I had a purpose, but now I didn't know what to do with myself or where to start. I knew I had to save my pack, but I needed help. Mason was the only person I knew besides Tristan and his pa