“I am not ashamed of you,” She growled agressivly “More my own stupidity,”<br/>Once again she rubbed her scar. She should have just had the puppies and then run off leaving them with the father. Okay so that was a horrible thing to do, and no pack would have taken her in after. But at least if she had done that she could have had pups.<br/>“I’m sorry I screamed I was having a very painful flash back.” Freya got up and pulled a towel around herself, once out she began to dry off. Her hair hung dripping down and her stomach growled for food. She hated this every moment of her history scared her and she was meant to be royalty for god sake.Looking into the mirror Freya sighed heavily at her self, hating her reflection as much as the real thing.<br/>“As for where I want to go I don’t mind as long as you don’t kill me.” She said the last part with a smirk in the hopes of making it seem like a joke.  She felt... well she didn’t know what she felt.  When she looked at the vampire she felt an intense longing which was completely new to Freya. “So where ever you feel is a good place to go I shall follow.”<br/>Life was hard for her back at the pack, she had been forced to marry the person who had made her barren, but the male whore had no feelings for her. Freya was forced to join in a lot of the time, when he dragged in shewolves, they all knew she was barren and made a point of flaunting the fact they were not. She hated the man with all her heart but couldn’t act on it. If she did not only would she be punished for the crime of killing an alpha, but for the crime of killing a male. In addition to all of that she’d probably start a civial war between the now united pack. With a heavy sigh Freya realized the only way to free herself from that torment was to make her pack think she was dead. But that would mean leaving her baby sister to her mate, for that was the way were-wolf society worked. If a males mate dies before him, and she has a younger sister, by default the sister becomes his.<br/>“I’m hungry could I trouble you for that stake now please?” She asked pulling on the cloths Fain had provided for her. They were rather form hugging, emphasising her feminine body but that didn’t bother her.  Freya wouldn’t admit it but she was highly attracted to Fain and she kind of hoped he would want her as much as she wanted him.