Freya’s Pov

Rachael was covered in blood, her hands to her body, she was shaking as the blood trickled down.

“Rachael!” I yelled and ran to her, but I was brushed out of the way, shoved out as Merona gripped her, “Rachael, Rachael, are you alright? Look at me, are you?” she looked into her soul, sniffing.

Rachael’s mouth trembled as she tried to form a coherent speech but it was proven impossible. Her head raced as fast as her heart.

“What happened, please talk to me,” Merona ...