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’
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