Queen Ashlyn
When Ben said three, Freya stepped out of me and shifted into a massive black wolf. He was an alpha king through and through, and his wolf was impressive.
The room gasped, and others tried to shift, but Freya quickly turned this place into an icy wasteland. My magic swirled around us, protecting us. My facade disappeared, exposing me as the queen I was.
"It's the fuckin' queen," the guy screamed, struggling against his icy restraints. The other men at the table fought as well, and I realized Freya's ice contained magic. That's convenient.
"Freya, freeze everyone some more. Can't have anyone escaping," I told her, and she snorted.
"Uncle Ben, call the kingdoms. I will find Ember and Lily."
Breathing deeply, I focused on our connection. My violet magic called to her emeral
