Freya’s P.O.V

There was still that burning rage that lingered inside of me, threatening to consume me like wildfire. I could never just comprehend how evil and twisted Bellona was, for her to be able to do that to my baby. At the same time, guilt made my stomach tie a knot, and it wrecked me that Ivy had to go through all of that alone.

I felt so bad that it made me feel like I had failed her. She would always cry every night before bed, begging to sleep in the room Thorne and I shared.

Sometimes she was allowed. Sometimes she wasn't.

I had never imagined that...