#Chapter 112 Festivities and Fighting

Helen POV I sit back, leaned on the wall and sipping my tea while Russo and Randy take watch at the helm of the barracks. Joy was peeved, wanting to help Justin protect our new pack intakes, but I figured this would happen. My new pixie friend, Freya, buzzed around my eyes suddenly, trying to catch my attention. She fluttered into between the bars of the window just outside my cell. Was she trying to tell me to escape? I didn’t need to piss off my mate further, but the thought was overwhelming. I finally stood from my cot and went over to where she hovered. I came through this gap before to save the wizards so I know for sure I can make it out of there. But to think about not being able to help defend True Mates was frustrating. Freya zipped around faster, wanting me to escape, but I took a glance back toward Randy and Russo. They would be furious. I didn’t want to make anyone upset, but even Joy was anxious to fight. After a long, heavy pause in thought, I finally