5. Freya
Sitting up, leaving space for him to sit next to me on the vast white mattress I laughed softly. Tucking my hair behind my ear, “A truce sounds good.” “Good, because otherwise I’d just be guarding you drunk,” he joked and leapt onto the bed. He was so massive the whole mattress surged upwards and I shrieked, gripping onto the sides as his huge frame came tantalisingly close to mine. Propped up against the headboard he quickly poured us both filthily large measures of whiskey. “Cheers,” he said as we clinked glasses. I knocked back a wedge of the glass. The fierce burn made me want to cough but I fought against it. Livi was guarded, cautious but at the same time…maybe I need to just switch off the worrying for a bit. Finn’s huge body made this enormous bed seem way too small. “So, I heard him talking to you while I waited down there. He was out of order.” “He’s lost someone. He tells me to not get lost in the past when he’s a wound-up ball of anger himself.” “When Alpha Cillian c
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