Freya's pov
Power surged through my body a foreign energy building in my chest. It was as if the earth called me urging me to fight, to stand my ground.
"Kade won't win," I said aloud. My voice trembled with the strength of my conviction. "I won't allow it."
The creature took one more step closer, its massive paw lifted from the ground ready to fall.
And in that moment, everything changed. The atmosphere seemed to crackle, ground under me seemed to hum with energy, and I could feel the power in me as never before.
But I did not know what would be next.
I did not know if I had the strength to stop Kade, or if I had lost everything.
The scary figure stepped into the moonlight, its gigantic shape lurking over us like a hurricane. My breath stuck in my throat as I took a glance of it. The enormous creature was tremendous, its terrifying fur, black as night, its eyes shining an uncanny eerie amber. I froze, powerless to sprint my gaze from the huge beast.
"Is that...?" I mumbled, my voice low over the resounding of my heart.
Finnick’s expressions had void of color. He matched back, his hand instinctively stretching for the dagger at his side. "That's him. Kade’s leading in reinforcements."
The words struck me like a thwack to the gut. My mind bolted, trying to bring together the nightmare unveiling before me. Kade. Yes of course. This was his doing. He’d been waiting for this day—the day when Finnick and I were at our most unguarded. When we were at each other's throats, when our trust was wore out.
I perceived the blood splatter to my face, rage gleaming in my chest. "You...You brought this upon us," I spat, my voice trembling with anger. "You wanted to prove something. And now, look what’s happened."
Finnick is looking at me. His guilt is right there on his face. "I never meant for it to get to this." His voice is almost desperate but it falls flat, useless in the air between us.
I didn’t know whether to trust him anymore. I didn’t know how or what to do anymore. My hands clenched into paw, nails ploughing into my palms.
The ugly beast growled again, this time__louder,a deep sound that quivered between the ground, profound and primeval. Its golden eyes interlocked onto us, the hunger in them undeniable.
And in that moment, everything clicked. "Kade was the real threat." Not the creature. Not Finnick. Not the lies. Kade. He was the architect. He had planned out everything—the betrayal, the alterations, the traps we’d slipped into. He was the one drawing all the strings.
Finnick was just a pawn.
My heart thumbed in my chest as I met Finnick’s eyes, feeling the pressure of the situation settle on my tiny shoulders. This was too large for the both of us. Larger than the pull that had erected between us for so long.
The creature let loose another heavy bone-rattling growl, its gigantic figure shifting, stepping closer. It was playing with us. I could sense its presence forcing in, like a dark cloud frightening to swallow us whole.
“We need to do something,” I said, my voice steady now, no longer shaky with fury but a keen, despairing determination.
Finnick’s eyes flared to the massive creature and then back to me. You don't get it, do you? he said, voice rough. It is not just a monster. It is a guard.
“A protector?” I repeated, incredulous. “A protector of what?”
“The city," Finnick said, his gaze never leaving the creature. “The city Kade plans to burn to the ground.”
I sensed a cold quiver run down my spine. “set it ablaze ? But why?”
“Because Kade believes it’s the only way to rebuild it. To reset everything. To shatter the old world and build a new one from the ashes. He knows... he believes it’s the only way to make things right this time.”
“The only way?” My laugh was hollow, bitter. “By destroying everything?”
Finnick nodded grimly. “Kade has always thought of himself as the savior. But he's blinded by his obsession. And now he's willing to unloose the best of it."
It was hard for me to believe it. Kade had always been heartless, but this—this was above anything I’d ever thought of. Destroying everything in his way to create something new. He was a beast, and I’d been a halfwit to ever think I could control him.
The creature growled again, this time, louder, and I stepped back to reality. The beast was closer now, its huge shape only a few feet away. Its black fur was polished and extensive, its eyes glittering with a hunger that made my stomach rumble.
“freya, You have to trust me,” Finnick said, his voice urgent now. “We don’t have all the time.”
“Trust you?” I fired back, my heart pounding in my chest. “finnick, How can I trust you,? you’ve used me. You've lied to me ,you —"
“I never planned any of this!” he interrupted, his glare wild. “But now we have no choices. We need to work together if we’re going to stop Kade. The creature—it’s only the part of what he’s planning. If we don’t do something now, everything we know will be dead.”
I didn’t have time left to harvest his words. The creature pounced, and without thinking, I thrust Finnick out of the way, rolling to the corners as the beast's claws pierced through the air where we’d just been standing. My heart stopped for a beat, my body froze.
It was quick. Too quick.
My feet spring beneath me and I am running. But Finnick is faster. He has plunged his knife into the creature’s side and is now at the base of its throat. As he falls, as he dies, his hand reaches out and catches a single strip of the creature’s skin, slices it off as he falls and dies in the dirt.
“No!” I shouted, panic rising in my chest.
Finnick groaned, but he was still kicking. Barely
The creature swiveled its gaze of amber to me, deafening me with its snarl. It was playing a game. But I wouldn't let it win.
Power struck through me, an unfamiliar vitality rising up in my chest. It was as though the very earth were talking to me, pushing me to retaliate. To hold my ground.
Kade won't win. "I told myself, my voice trembling with conviction. He won't win."
The monster took another turn forward, it's large paw rising from the ground, preparing to attack.
And in a second, everything shifted. The air crackled, the ground beneath me seemed to thrum with power, and I sensed the power coursing through my nerves like never before.
But I didn’t know what would my fate next.
I didn’t know if I had the power to strike Kade__or if I had lost everything already.
Suddenly, the ground beneath us trembled. The monster froze, its eyes glittering with confusion.
And then, from the shadows, a figure erected. A figure i thou
ght I'd never see again ever.
My blood ran cold.
It was Kade.
And he was smiling.
Freya's pov I didn’t hear him coming. I felt him.The air warped. It turned bold, heavy like every breath I took had to twark its way through a storm. My heart picked up a race, thundering against my ribs as the scent of steel and smoke curled into my lungs. I knew that smell. Even after all these years. Even after I'd buried the memory of it, deep like a corpse beneath my skin.Kade.I spin around, already reaching for the surge of power accelerating in my veins, but it thrashed wildly, like it was waking up from a long deep sleep. No—like it was trying to protect me from him.He stood just before the clearing, the moonlight gleaming across his face. That smile… gods, that damned smile hadn’t changed.“Hello, Freya.” His voice was low, smooth, and terrifyingly calm. “You’ve grown into it nicely.”“What the are you doing here?” I smacked, fighting to grip my balance as my power tightened inside me. “How did you find me?”“hmmm,You make it sound like I was haunting you,” he said, stepp
The first thing I observed was noticing my breath, fast and shallow, as the cold was cutting me like a knife. The moon was seen high in the sky gleaming silver dim light through the trees that created a spinning ghost shadow. My Heart was racing, pulse was pumping and blood vessels surging through my veins.Kade's voice was a new wind in my mind, unyielding: "Come on, Freya. Take your claim to your birthright, or die as a pawn in Finnick's war."Kade's invitation pressed on me like a bee Sting. I wanted to shove it off, I wanted to destroy everything Finnick had spent his life building, I wanted him to suffer for the agony he inflicted on my family. But there was also obligation, and a heavier feeling pulled me. My pack, my people needed me."Make the right choice, Freya. For once in your life, make a good choice."Kade's voice was not just a temptation, but a promise of power, and of control. Power that had been out of my reach for far too long. But was I ready to pay the price? How
Finnick povI used to think I knew what loyalty meant. That my pack would always stand by me. That love could protect the people I cared about. But everything changed the night Freya disappeared.She didn’t just leave. She was taken.Kade, Alpha of the Hollowfangs stole her. He tricked her with promises. Promises to help her control her powers: shadows and the strange energy of the moon. I don’t know if she followed him on her own or if he pulled her in somehow. But she left. And when she did, it felt like the moon itself had gone dark.For weeks, I searched everywhere. Through forests, rivers, caves, any place where she might be. I followed the trail of her magic, asked rogues for clues, begged the stars for help. I didn’t stop. I couldn’t.Then, one night, I found something. A raven landed near me. It was dying and in its beak was a message.'She’s stronger now. You’re too late.' Kade.I tore the note apart. I didn’t believe him. I won’t ever believe that it’s too late to save her.
The scent of burning pine slapped me in the face before the first howl pierced the sky.I was too late.By the time I reached the edge of White claw territory, the damage was already spreading like wildfire, literally. Flames ate the tree lines, crackling like laughter in the air. Screams echoed in the night air, a mixture of chaos and terror. And through it all, I could feel her. Freya.Kade had used her power. I didn’t know how he convinced her, or how far she’d gone, but I could feel her energy tearing at the seams of our defenses like a dagger through old cloth.This wasn’t just an ambush.It was a full massacre.I walked down the incline, dodging the sharp debris, my claws thrust forth and breath heavy in my chest. The trees around me were burnt black, and ash floated like snow. Every thing nerve in my body screamed for me to turn back. But I couldn’t. Not when my pack was under attack. Not when she was still out there.A low growl rumbled to my right. I spun just in time to parr
Finnick's pov I never thought things would end up like this.Chained to a wall in Kade’s dungeon, weak from wolfsbane, and bleeding from so many cuts I lost count. I could barely lift my head. But I wasn’t dead—not yet. Kade didn’t want me dead. He wanted me to watch.The door banged open.I heard her resounding footsteps loud and steady. Then she appeared.Freya. My mate.She stood bold in the doorway, gleaming in the torchlight. Her hair was wild, her Amber eerie eyes-fierce. She didn’t look like the girl I once rejected and called waif. She looked powerful. Like a queen.“Freya,” I whispered.Kade came in behind her, smiling like he enjoyed this. “Touching, isn’t it?” he said. “She came for you. Even after everything.”Freya ignored him. Her eyes stayed on me. I saw pains, anger, and confusion settling in them but love too. Watching her go through these because of me, I hurts. Not after the shame I put her into__publicly.“Let him go,” she said calmly, her voice commanding.Kade l
Finnick's POVI never expected to see my mother gain.But there she stood, Luna Margot in the middle of the broken wall, lit by moonlight, silver eyes glowing like fire. Her long cloak blew in the heavy wind, and her face was dark and hard as stone.She looked at Freya, lying still in my arms. “Step away from her,” she said coldly.I held Freya tighter. “She saved me.”“You don’t deserve her,no you don't” my mother replied, her voice sharp. “You left her once. And now she’s dying for you.”My throat tightened. Freya’s skin was cold. Her chest barely moved. But she wasn’t gone—not yet.“You didn’t come all this way to scold me,” I said. “Help her. Please.”Luna Margot came closer and knelt beside Freya. She held her hand above Freya’s chest.“She’s stuck,” she whispered. “Her soul hasn’t left, but it’s lost. She gave too much power, too fast. It’s burning her from the inside.”“There has to be something—”“There is,” my mother cut in. “But it’s a choice. A price.”I nodded quickly. “An
Freya's pov “You’re nothing but a weak, mysterious waif. You think you’re worthy of being my mate? No way! You’re a shame to the whole of the Whiteclaw.”The words thwack repeatedly in my mind, a bittersweet tune I couldn’t dance, grabbing my chest in fear and shame.I was never meant to here. I wasn’t supposed to exist maybe. Freya Kael, the orphan, a nobody. That’s all I’d ever been to the Pack. No family, no name, no power. Just a shadow on the cliff of their world, Striving hard to survive on scraps and silence. But tonight, the whole thing had changed. Tonight, I’d learned the truth—the cruel, beautiful, heartbroken truth. Finnick Logan, the most feared Alpha of the Whiteclaw Pack, was my fated mate. The affiliation had gnashed into place, the moment I’d seen him at the throng, his penetrating blue eyes locking onto mine across the flake. My chest had hardened, my breath catching as the perception hit me like a thunderbolt. He was mine, and I was his I'm sure of.Or so I’
Finnick's povStill boiling with fury, I headed straight to the pack house from the woods. The scrunch of leaves under my boots echoing the mayhem in my thoughts.How dare the moon goddess? How could she pair me with a weakling. My wolf growled and agitated with me__matching close to pack house. The cliff structure emerged ahead of me, a sign of authority and dominance, yet it felt like a prison tonight. The fragrance of that girl lingered as I walked through hallway, increasing my rage.She was lucky I had more pressing issues to handle, or I wouldn't have allowed her Togo scot free for standing before me as my mate. A weakling before the strongest and most feared wolf of my clan. Approaching the entrance of the pack house, I saw the towering stone walls staring like silent sentinels, keeping the world out. The air smelled cool and the scent of night lingered in it, the trees whispering in the distance. My mind was heavy with thoughts of what awaited inside. My mother. Luna Margo
Finnick's POVI never expected to see my mother gain.But there she stood, Luna Margot in the middle of the broken wall, lit by moonlight, silver eyes glowing like fire. Her long cloak blew in the heavy wind, and her face was dark and hard as stone.She looked at Freya, lying still in my arms. “Step away from her,” she said coldly.I held Freya tighter. “She saved me.”“You don’t deserve her,no you don't” my mother replied, her voice sharp. “You left her once. And now she’s dying for you.”My throat tightened. Freya’s skin was cold. Her chest barely moved. But she wasn’t gone—not yet.“You didn’t come all this way to scold me,” I said. “Help her. Please.”Luna Margot came closer and knelt beside Freya. She held her hand above Freya’s chest.“She’s stuck,” she whispered. “Her soul hasn’t left, but it’s lost. She gave too much power, too fast. It’s burning her from the inside.”“There has to be something—”“There is,” my mother cut in. “But it’s a choice. A price.”I nodded quickly. “An
Finnick's pov I never thought things would end up like this.Chained to a wall in Kade’s dungeon, weak from wolfsbane, and bleeding from so many cuts I lost count. I could barely lift my head. But I wasn’t dead—not yet. Kade didn’t want me dead. He wanted me to watch.The door banged open.I heard her resounding footsteps loud and steady. Then she appeared.Freya. My mate.She stood bold in the doorway, gleaming in the torchlight. Her hair was wild, her Amber eerie eyes-fierce. She didn’t look like the girl I once rejected and called waif. She looked powerful. Like a queen.“Freya,” I whispered.Kade came in behind her, smiling like he enjoyed this. “Touching, isn’t it?” he said. “She came for you. Even after everything.”Freya ignored him. Her eyes stayed on me. I saw pains, anger, and confusion settling in them but love too. Watching her go through these because of me, I hurts. Not after the shame I put her into__publicly.“Let him go,” she said calmly, her voice commanding.Kade l
The scent of burning pine slapped me in the face before the first howl pierced the sky.I was too late.By the time I reached the edge of White claw territory, the damage was already spreading like wildfire, literally. Flames ate the tree lines, crackling like laughter in the air. Screams echoed in the night air, a mixture of chaos and terror. And through it all, I could feel her. Freya.Kade had used her power. I didn’t know how he convinced her, or how far she’d gone, but I could feel her energy tearing at the seams of our defenses like a dagger through old cloth.This wasn’t just an ambush.It was a full massacre.I walked down the incline, dodging the sharp debris, my claws thrust forth and breath heavy in my chest. The trees around me were burnt black, and ash floated like snow. Every thing nerve in my body screamed for me to turn back. But I couldn’t. Not when my pack was under attack. Not when she was still out there.A low growl rumbled to my right. I spun just in time to parr
Finnick povI used to think I knew what loyalty meant. That my pack would always stand by me. That love could protect the people I cared about. But everything changed the night Freya disappeared.She didn’t just leave. She was taken.Kade, Alpha of the Hollowfangs stole her. He tricked her with promises. Promises to help her control her powers: shadows and the strange energy of the moon. I don’t know if she followed him on her own or if he pulled her in somehow. But she left. And when she did, it felt like the moon itself had gone dark.For weeks, I searched everywhere. Through forests, rivers, caves, any place where she might be. I followed the trail of her magic, asked rogues for clues, begged the stars for help. I didn’t stop. I couldn’t.Then, one night, I found something. A raven landed near me. It was dying and in its beak was a message.'She’s stronger now. You’re too late.' Kade.I tore the note apart. I didn’t believe him. I won’t ever believe that it’s too late to save her.
The first thing I observed was noticing my breath, fast and shallow, as the cold was cutting me like a knife. The moon was seen high in the sky gleaming silver dim light through the trees that created a spinning ghost shadow. My Heart was racing, pulse was pumping and blood vessels surging through my veins.Kade's voice was a new wind in my mind, unyielding: "Come on, Freya. Take your claim to your birthright, or die as a pawn in Finnick's war."Kade's invitation pressed on me like a bee Sting. I wanted to shove it off, I wanted to destroy everything Finnick had spent his life building, I wanted him to suffer for the agony he inflicted on my family. But there was also obligation, and a heavier feeling pulled me. My pack, my people needed me."Make the right choice, Freya. For once in your life, make a good choice."Kade's voice was not just a temptation, but a promise of power, and of control. Power that had been out of my reach for far too long. But was I ready to pay the price? How
Freya's pov I didn’t hear him coming. I felt him.The air warped. It turned bold, heavy like every breath I took had to twark its way through a storm. My heart picked up a race, thundering against my ribs as the scent of steel and smoke curled into my lungs. I knew that smell. Even after all these years. Even after I'd buried the memory of it, deep like a corpse beneath my skin.Kade.I spin around, already reaching for the surge of power accelerating in my veins, but it thrashed wildly, like it was waking up from a long deep sleep. No—like it was trying to protect me from him.He stood just before the clearing, the moonlight gleaming across his face. That smile… gods, that damned smile hadn’t changed.“Hello, Freya.” His voice was low, smooth, and terrifyingly calm. “You’ve grown into it nicely.”“What the are you doing here?” I smacked, fighting to grip my balance as my power tightened inside me. “How did you find me?”“hmmm,You make it sound like I was haunting you,” he said, stepp
Freya's povPower surged through my body a foreign energy building in my chest. It was as if the earth called me urging me to fight, to stand my ground."Kade won't win," I said aloud. My voice trembled with the strength of my conviction. "I won't allow it."The creature took one more step closer, its massive paw lifted from the ground ready to fall.And in that moment, everything changed. The atmosphere seemed to crackle, ground under me seemed to hum with energy, and I could feel the power in me as never before.But I did not know what would be next.I did not know if I had the strength to stop Kade, or if I had lost everything.The scary figure stepped into the moonlight, its gigantic shape lurking over us like a hurricane. My breath stuck in my throat as I took a glance of it. The enormous creature was tremendous, its terrifying fur, black as night, its eyes shining an uncanny eerie amber. I froze, powerless to sprint my gaze from the huge beast. "Is that...?" I mumbled, my voice
Freya's pov A scary figure jumped into the moonlight, its gigantic shape looming over us like a hurricane. My breath stuck in my throat as I took a glare of it. The enormous creature was too huge, its terrifying dark fur, black as night, its eyes blinking an uncanny eerie amber. I froze, powerless to sprint my gaze from the huge beast. "Is that...?" I mumbled, my voice low over the resounding of my heart. Finnick’s expressions had void of color. He matched back, his hand instinctively stretching for the dagger at his side. "That's him. Kade’s leading in reinforcements."The words struck me like a thwack to the gut. My mind bolted, trying to bring together the nightmare unveiling before me. Kade. Yes of course. This was his doing. He’d been waiting for this day—the day when Finnick and I were at our most unguarded. When we were at each other's throats, when our trust was wore out. I smelt the blood splash to my face, fury exploding in my chest. "You...You brought this upon us," I s
Freya's povA week had elapsed, and I still could not decide what to do. The power in me increased daily. The forest spoke to me and the trees obeyed. My sense of hearing, sight, and smell improved. Nevertheless, Finnick's refusal was painful, and I could not get rid of the memory of his words.Then one night I felt it.The pull. The bond. Finnick.I had tried to push it away. But I couldn't. The connection was undeniable. I had thought he had forgotten me. Clearly he hadn't. He was out there. Somewhere.But to face him again the idea of it, the thought of confronting the Alpha who had shattered me, was terrifying. I could not run forever. I could not hide from this. I could not hide from what was happening to me and what I was becoming.That night, as I inched my way toward the pack's territory, I saw them. A group of wolves, Finnick's wolves, patrolled the perimeter. Their eyes scanned the shadows."Oh, What are they looking for?"And then, just as I turned to exit the corner, I fel