Olive's POV
The past few days had been nothing short of confusing.
The past few months had been nothing short of eventful.
The killer turned out to be Ron's father and our previous Alpha King who was declared dead, the said killer was on the loose causing mayhem somewhere out there, something big was coming which we were clueless as to what it may be and Freya turned out to be Dalton's mate.
As I previously mentioned, eventful.
The five of us, Ron, Dalton, the Luna Queen, Atria and I, were currently huddled over a sleeping Freya.
Our eyes staring down at her didn't hold any adoring or pitiful looks, instead we had puzzled expressions.
How had the moon goddess arranged this?
Dalton was feeling much better than before, probably due to the fact that Freya was treated and on bed rest
