Chp 12 Pt. 2 The Visitor

Haley

“How it all began?”

“Yes, it is my fault our family was cursed. My selfishness.”

I sit next to Hazel and pay attention to Freya’s story. Not even my mother knew the full story.

“Our family originates from Scandinavia. This was a time before Egypt had risen to it’s power. Werewolves were open with humans to what we were. There were about ten small packs throughout the land and one by one we were being conquered by an outsider. A pack that allied itself with dark witches.

Our packs were beginning to dwindle so we began to ban together to protect each other. It was at this gathering that led me to my mate, Leif. Let me show you.”

The scene around us changes and we are surrounded by snow. There is a huge group of people and wolves in a clearing and I see Freya entranced on a tall, muscular man that must be Leif. They are staring at each other and slowly walk towards each other.

“Mate,” says Leif.

Leif embraces Freya and kisses her. It’s such a sweet kiss and they appear ve