Freya


    “I am Freya Collins, an 18-year-old she-wolf from the Midnight Pack. The pack remained unaware of my wolf existence as Icked a discernible scent, and I had no intention of revealing this aspect to them. Raised by my adoptive parents, Dad Lucas and Mom Rica, both esteemed pack warriors, I’ve been showered with love and support. Unbeknownst to the rest of the pack, my adoptive parents have been training me since childhood.


    Discovered by my adoptive parents within the pack borders, the circumstances of my arrival remain a mystery. Ick any recollection of events leading up to my awakening in the pack hospital. My adoptive parents informed me that I had suffered severe injuries, possibly contributing to my memory loss. Out of love, I’ve refrained from delving into the details of my past, trusting in the care and affection they’ve provided.”


    “My adoptive parents revealed essential details about my identity; I was the daughter of an alpha, a fact they insisted I keep concealed from the pack. Lexi, my biological mother and Luna of the now-extinct Howlers Pack, had saved my adoptive mother, Rica. My Luna mother directed Rica to be at the pack border, the very spot where they discovered me at a specific time, and she made a promise to care for me. Despite the potential risks or dangers, my adoptive parents, childless themselves, agreed.


    Upon learning about my biological parents, I queried my mother about the absence of my scent. “I don’t know either. Your mom has a cinnamon scent, and I’m certain your father had his own scent, even though I never saw him as he was the alpha,” she replied.


    “Sweetie, don’t dwell on it. It’s safer to assume thatcking a scent protects you from potential threats. Being perceived as wolfless shields you from danger,” reassured my dad, a sentiment I concurred with.


    I freely roamed the pack borders unbeknownst to them, practicing the skills I had acquired. None in the pack could trace my whereabouts, providing me a sense of security. That continued until the arrival of the Lycan convoy.


    Four months ago, seven ck SUVs rolled onto the pack grounds, sparking a week of frenzied preparations. Alpha Daniel, despite any denial, disyed nervousness and concern about their arrival.


    Initially, we believed the visitors were only lycans, unaware that the Lycan prince and future king apanied them. As he exited the SUV, a captivating scent filled the air. Pi and I were ted, thinking we had found our mate upon my 18th birthday.


    Curious to identify him, I looked up, expecting a reciprocal search from him. To my surprise, his gaze did not seek me out. Another SUV revealed a female Lycan walking beside him, acting as his mate. Hurt and in pain, I felt the sting of his apparent disinterest. ‘He couldn’t smell us; he doesn’t know we are his,’ Pimented. Beside me, a she-wolf urged me to submit before they noticed and used me of disrespect.


    Since then, every encounter led me to walk in the opposite direction. Fortunately, I was confident he remained oblivious, given myck of scent. During required announcements where he was present, I averted my gaze, fearing his attention.


    For the past four months, it felt like a prolonged game of hide and seek with him. Despite the urge to im him, Pi always restrained me, soothing my pain and reminding me he remained unaware. I endeavored to be patient, hoping he would discover my identity, yet the pain of his perceived betrayal lingered whenever I witnessed his association with the female Lycan, tempting me to reject him for not waiting and searching for me.”


    “Freya, are you feeling so uninterested in my ss that your thoughts are wandering elsewhere? Would you like to share what’s on your mind?” My professor, Ms. Lalyn, inquired upon noticing my distracted state. ncing around, I observed everyoneughing, including y and Alec. Although I was a year older than them, they had skipped a grade due to their intelligence, cing us in the same college ss.


    “I apologize, Ms. Lalyn. I was just…” I attempted to exin, but she interrupted me once more.


    him approached Eunice and escorted her away.


    “I apologize; I was just saying…” she attempted to defend herself, but my mate paid no heed and had her dragged away.


    “I have an announcement,” my mate dered. “Next week, a friendly fight tournament will take ce in the pack. Everyone is wee to participate, and I’d be delighted to see many of you there.” With that, he departed, and I sensed his gaze on me before he left our ssroom.


    “So, you’re contemting our future beta now?” she asked, ncing at the door behind me. I noticed her bow, and it dawned on me that my mate was present as well. Resisting the urge to look around, apulsion everyone sumbs to, I reluctantly turned my head. However, I kept my gaze lowered, avoiding meeting his eyes. As a sign of respect, everyone in the room stood up.


    “Please, take your seats,” he instructed, and weplied. I maintained my lowered head, but then that contentious voice spoke again.


    “It seems the wolf less was in this ss too,” she remarked mockingly.


    “Will you ever stop, Eunice?” my mate growled. “What’s themotion about?” he inquired of Professor Lalyn.


    “Nothing, Your Highness; it’s just that I’m not ustomed to Freya being absent-minded. When I asked her why, she mentioned our future beta’s name,” Professor Lalyn exined. I wanted to gauge his reaction, but fear of meeting his eyes kept my head down.


    “I see, maybe he was her mate,” he spected, leading to teasing remarks from the others. In our ss, none dared to bully me, not just because of y and Alec’s protection, but also due to my intelligence, earning their respect. “Is that true, y?” he asked.


    “Not exactly, Your Highness. But if it were true, I’d be thrilled. Freya is everything I desire in a mate,” y responded, winking at me.


    “That’ll only happen if she’s not destined to be my mate, noob,” Alec quipped, prompting a roll of y’s eyes.Content is property of N?velDrama.Org.


    “It appears the future beta and gamma have their eyes on a certain she-wolf,” hemented, and still, I avoided looking at him.


    “Any good wolf would want her as their mate, and I suppose we’re no different,” y replied, earning a nod from Alec.


    “What’s so good about a wolf less b***h?” Eunice, the female Lycan, interjected, eliciting growls from my mate, y, and Alec.


    “Remove her from here!” my Lycan prince mate ordered. One of the Lycans with


    After he left, I took a deep breath, and y and Alec approached me with concern, asking, “Are you alright?” I responded with a smile,


    “Yeah, why wouldn’t I be? I’ve grown ustomed to hearing things like that, so it doesn’t bother me if I hear it repeatedly.” I continued,


    “Alright, pay attention,” Ms. Lalyn stated. “As you heard, it was just a friendly fight. If you want to test your strength, participate in the tournament. The Lycan prince will be there, ensuring safety. If anything goes awry, he’s there to intervene.” She assured, and everyone voiced their agreement.


    Although tempted to join, I hesitated, fearing that it might expose me. Consequently, I discarded the idea. I decided to be a spectator, observing and hoping to learn some techniques from the fighters.