Freya's POV
It appears something gloomy and weighty lingered over the stillness of the night in the Whiteclaw pack's surroundings. I was still in shock over Luna Margot's threats as I made my way back to my lodgings. I needed to discover the reality that her words had sowed in me a seed of uncertainty and rage.
I heard whispers as I got closer to the main hall. As I came closer, I saw that Finnick and Luna Margot were engaged in a heated debate. I listened intently while leaning against the wall.
"Mother, why did you do that?" Finnick said in a strained, hardly controlled voice. "Why did you force me to turn down Freya?"
Luna Margot laughed icily and contemptuously. You inquire as though you are unaware. Freya poses a danger to all our values. This pack was never supposed to include her.
I balled my fists, feeling hurt and angry. Therefore, that was accurate. It had always been Luna's doing. I was astounded by the extent of her manipulation.
