FREYA POV
Walking back to the pack house was awkward. This doom and gloom hanging over all of our heads really seemed to set in more and more with each passing step to the office. I’m still having a hard time processing that my mother died. I still have so many questions about it. I want to know how it happened, if she was killed and who did it, if dad killed the bastard that killed her, and…And just so much more!
My emotions have the best of me right now. It’s hard not to let them take over because I am so upset. Losing my mom, I don’t think I’ve actually allowed myself the time to process the news yet. Knowing that a bunch of my dad’s people he brought here are beat up tells me that there’s more going on out there than we really know.
We know that the vamps have basically taken over a
