Freya's pov

They all mirrored each other's expression, waiting for me to call a name but that was the problem, it wasn't a name but the name.

“The person,” I paused, eyes darting to their horror-stricken face, “is in the organization,” I revealed. The place fell Into a luminous silence.

“Who is the person?” they asked.

“I don't know whom yet, but I know the person is here as it is the only way that the other packs would gang up or try to come up against the pack. They have ...