Thorne’s P.O.V
For a second, I thought that I was tripping. It felt like those many cruel scenarios where everyone that I saw around me felt like Freya. It felt like my mind was playing tricks with me, but no!
This time it was different.
This time, I locked eyes with the same woman who almost made me lose my sanity after all plans to find her became futile. The same woman who made me become a version of myself because I couldn't find her. The only woman that my heart beats for.
My mate, Freya.
“Freya…” My voice was barely above a whisper, my eyes not leaving here and at the same time, confusion swamped my mind or was it one of those daydreams about her that held me in a chokehold?
Something stirred within me. It was like a heat that escalated into a flame, threatening to consume m
