Freya’s pov

Tobias quickly shifted and wore his boxers, he came behind me protectively and drew me back.

“What do you want!” I asked, my voice raised and alert. The hair on my body stood erect as my eyes dashed from she to the forest around us, searching for any predator, not any predator though, a specific one, Artemis.

“It's not what you think Frey——”

“Don’t call me that!” I warned with a cracked voice. I hated how my voice broke every time. Even in the smallest incident.

Loretta sniffed, staring into my eyes, beckoning for me to see her but I couldn't, not when she betrayed me, sold me...