FREYA

Going back home was the last thing I wanted to do, but I had no choice, since I hadn’t seen them in over a year.

The Hunter clan gates looked smaller than I remembered.

The guards recognized me right away and pulled the heavy wood open.

Clan members stopped what they were doing to stare. Some looked happy to see me while some, mostly the older ones, frowned. I held Kian’s hands tightly and tried not to care.

My grandmother Nina was already on the steps of the main house. She ...