Freya‘s pov.

Today is the day I finally uncover the truth about myself and my fate.

Dorian, unknowingly, did me a favor by forbidding me from attending the ball. It meant I didn’t have to come up with an excuse to slip away. I was stronger—I could feel it coursing through my veins—but I had no idea what it meant. If I could only make my way to the Ironclaw Pack, to my mother’s relatives, maybe they could give me answers.

I snorted at my own thought. And what ...