Chapter 47

~Freya~

Damon and I tried to enjoy the ball, we really did, but it was like trying to dance in quicksand—awkward and utterly pointless. The evening had already taken a nosedive after Cleo and I saw our exes, not that we had sky-high hopes, to begin with. We did the obligatory rounds, nodding and shaking hands with various Alphas and Lunas, but my attention kept wandering to my friends. I couldn’t