Join Freya Rose in book two of seven. Follow along with her on an epic and tortured journey as she laughs only to silence her crying, falls in love only to hide her heartbreak and fights only to disguise her fear. Watch as she is plunged into the depths of despair only to rise again like a flaming Phoenix from the blackened chard ashes of her broken heart. Now stronger and more fierce than ever, she is finally ready to destroy those that have rejected her and take over as leader of the supernatural world.
We’ll still be following Freya Rose as the main character. She has been betrayed by her first love Tristan Cole, he turned her into a werewolf just before her 18th birthday and they were both convinced that she would be his mate. He promised her that even if she wasn’t, he would reject any mate that may turn up in the future and stay with Freya.
That sadly didn’t happen. At Tristan’s Alpha ceremony he found his mate Elsa and instead of rejecting her like he’d promised, he chose her over Freya. He also told Freya to leave and never come back, she was now a threat to his mate and the Jasper pack. Now having a wolf of her own she heard it howl mate at Tristan as he walked away. She stupidly told him and didn’t quite receive the response she was expecting. Seeing her as even more of a threat, Tristan sent 30 Werewolves to hunt her down and kill her.
Having nowhere else left to go, Freya hides out in the woodlands near her father Damien’s house. Poor Freya was cold and broken hearted and to top it all off she was going through her first agonising wolf shift completely alone.
While still in wolf form she is stabbed in the stomach with a silver hunting knife by her own cousin, a fellow Hunter called Carmen. Mason picks her up off of the ground and carries her back to the Hunters house.
“What the fuck are you doing? Have you gone insane? Mason answer me! Why are you saving that damn dog!” Carmen screamed at me. I stopped dead in my tracks and said in a deep and gritted voice,
“She’s not a damn dog, she’s my Fianna!” I then flew up into the sky as Freya shifted back to her human form safely cradled in my arms.
This is were we pick back up and carry on with Freya Rose’s story.