A Warrior Luna's Awakening (Freya and Caelum) novel Chapter 318

Chapter 318

Third Person’s POV

Freya exhaled slowly, pressing her back against the hotel room wall. She didn’t want to escalate things with Silas. The last confrontation had been enough to remind her just how dangerous he could be when provoked. Even though their relationship had technically ended, the threat. of his wrath lingered like a shadow.

Silas had said it himself: if he ever truly lost control, no one could predict what he might do. The thought was unnerving, yet Freya also knew that much of it was hypothetical–potential threats that hadn’t happened yet. Still, the weight of them pressed against her chest.

“D–country isn’t safe,” Silas said suddenly, his voice low but firm. “If you run into trouble, you need to contact me immediately.”

Freya’s amber eyes narrowed as she studied him. “Why are you here, Silas?” she asked, curiosity and wariness warring in her mind.

Silas‘ gaze softened, though it was still intense. “If I told you I was searching for Eric, would you believe me?”

Freya’s heart skipped. Even after she had chosen to step away from him, he had continued sending operatives to track leads in D–country. And once he remembered seeing Eric Thorne here years ago, the country had become a focal point of his search.

Freya tilted her head, thinking. “Near where Eric was taken, thrown aside… did you send anyone to ask the locals about him?”

“Yes,” Silas replied, “but nothing useful came up.”

That explained the reactions she had encountered today when questioning the nearby residents–someone had been asking questions before.

“What about the employee rosters from the factories nearby over the past five years? Have you checked those?” she asked, a spark of hope igniting.

Silas‘ lips pressed into a thin line. “I have. But Eric’s name doesn’t appear anywhere.”

Freya’s chest tightened. He had already researched the exact areas she had been planning to investigate next.

“If you want, Wren can send you the electronic copies of the rosters,” Silas offered.

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“Thanks,” Freya said softly, the tension in her shoulders easing slightly.

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He hesitated for a moment before speaking again, his voice measured. “You can continue your search, but avoid dangerous arcas. No matter how capable you are, a single wolf can’t fight a pack of wolves. You understand what I mean, don’t you?”

Freya met his gaze steadily. “I understand. I care about my safety more than anyone. I need to survive this–to be reunited with my brother. I owe it to my parents‘ memory to treasure the life they gave me.”

Silas finally nodded, as though accepting her words. When he left the room, Freya let out a long breath she hadn’t realized she was holding. She hadn’t expected him to show up in D- country, but there was no denying that his presence had saved her a lot of effort.

Her mind flickered back to the storm of moments earlier–the ferocity in his kiss, the warning laced in every word. A shadow crossed her amber eyes. Perhaps she was right–love was

up chaos. dangerous, and even a breakup could stir

She wondered if Silas could truly spiral into madness, like the stories whispered about the Whitmore Pack. She thought of Cassian Whitmor, Silas‘ father, a man whose brilliance had twisted into erratic behavior after his mate passed away. Silas had confided once that his father had become a different being entirely after that tragedy–a wolf lost to grief, teetering on the edge of madness.

But Silas wasn’t his father. Their time together had been brief, mere months. Even if his love for her burned fiercely now, it would naturally cool with time. He wouldn’t become a mad wolf because of her.

Glancing at her WolfComm, Freya dialed Lana Rook. She needed to hear a familiar voice, someone she trusted.

“Freya! Why are you just calling now? I was about to call you,” Lana said, her tone both relieved and exasperated.

“Silas came by my room earlier, so I was delayed,” Freya replied.

“Silas? Here in D–country too?” Lana’s surprise was audible.

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“Just… stay safe, okay?” Lana’s voice softened, her concern palpable. Then, abruptly, she gasped.

“Lana? What’s wrong?” Freya asked, alarmed.

“Nothing… just saw a cockroach. Made me jump,” Lana muttered, a hint of embarrassment in her tone. “I’ve got to go, something’s come up.”

Before Freya could respond, Lana’s attention snapped to someone behind her–Victor Ashford, his presence bold and dangerous. The marks on her neck were unmistakable; no mirror was needed to see the evidence of his feral affection.

“Victor, what are you doing?” Lana demanded, shoving him lightly.

“Why is it that you can kiss me, but I can’t kiss you?” Victor countered, arms encircling her waist as he drew close. Their noses nearly touched.

Lana rolled her eyes, utterly exasperated. That wasn’t a kiss–he had been biting and sucking, leaving a trail of proof behind.

“I kissed you to help, Lana. Bringing me to the club–wasn’t that to protect you from unwanted attention? You can’t deny Velda’s intentions toward you. What you’re doing now- turning on me–is ungrateful,” Victor said, fingers brushing over the dark red mark blooming on her neck.

Lana’s cheeks flamed crimson. Memories of youthful recklessness and obsession came rushing back, old lessons paid back with interest in this present moment. The wild, stubborn fire of youth had returned with Victor’s touch, igniting frustration and embarrassment in equal

measure.