POV: Freya
"No... please Moon Goddess, let this be a mistake..." I thought and my hand instantly went to my neck, to check for a mark. A sigh of relief escaped my mouth when I realized there was none.
I had almost enough money to move out into the human world, where I could be acknowledged as one of their own, where I was able to have friends and a normal life. A place of my own. How could this even be possible? I have smelled like a human to others ever since... the incident.
Curiosity gets the best of me and I make a futile effort to sniff the air, but as expected, I cannot smell anything different. If I have no wolf, then I have no wolf smell, no wolf strength, no wolf to lay claim to a mate. Just like the witch had proclaimed.
"How?" is the only word that I can mutter under my br
