“Freya, please turn back. None of us wants an altercation with you, but we are all under orders to keep you away. You know we can’t disobey those orders,” Joel says, his tone soft and his eyes full of pleading.
I know Joel being here is no coincidence. They know he is the one guardian I won't fight. I let out a defeated sigh and the guardians all seem to relax a little.
“I just want to know what is happening. I don’t want to be here and if I'm banned from the pack house, then why keep me here? Why doesn't he let me go back to the academy?” I ask.
“We don’t have those answers. I’m sure the Alpha will come to you when he is ready, but right now, he and his mate are dealing with some things that require privacy. That is all we know,” Joel explains.
The guardians might not have the answers
