Chapter 50

Freya's pov.

I stormed out of the Shaman’s hut, the door slamming behind me with a hollow thud that echoed in my chest. My boots skidded over wet leaves and roots, but I didn’t care. I needed air, space, anything but the choking feeling of being trapped by fate, duty, and gods-damned *mateships...

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