Chapter 5

Freya's POV

Matteo had been consistently present, in my opinion. He frequently visited the school, and I couldn't discern the reason. I began to suspect that something was amiss or that a potential threat loomed over the pack, yet I didn't sense any.

"Freya, can you hear me?" Mom asked, waving her hand before my face. I blinked several times before realizing that she had been talking me, my thoughts still preoccupied with Matteo.

"Is there something bothering you, Freya?" Dad questioned, and I shook my head.

"I'm sorry, Mom, Dad," I responded. "I was just wondering why the Lycan prince has been attending school more frequently. He has been part of the pack for months, yet recently, he's been going to school as if anticipating an imminent threat."

"It's not like that. He's genuinely concerned about the younger generations. That's precisely why he proposed the tournament— to assess everyone's strengths and abilities," Dad explained, and I nodded in un