Freya’s P.O.V

“Are you ready for the birthday bash?” Sarah asked me on the way to the parlour room, that was located on the side of the pack-house that belonged to Malaya. She had transformed one of the rooms in her wing to a make-shift saloon and now, it was going to be our changing room before the big party.

The day that everyone had been anticipating was finally here. Today was the day that Sarah and I both turned eighteen at midnight. Today was also the day when we broke the seal ...