Freya
As soon as I’d made it outside, I’d took off own the road as fast as I could through the cool early autumn air, past the garden where I’d shared my last moments earlier that day with Raven. I ran as fast as my legs would carry me, terrified that my father would send his hunters out to find me and bring me back, dooming me to a life with that scumbag creepy old alpha, Matt.
I had no money, nothing besides my acceptance letter, phone, and some jewelry my mother and Raven had given me on my birthday to remind me of them. I constantly looked over my shoulder, but no one came. All no doubt asleep or distracted by the preparations for the engagement party.
Unfortunately, my heirlooms and phone didn’t last long in my possession, stolen by two assholes at a shady inn I’d tried to take a
