I guess he was too worried about Freya and that made me angry. To be honest, I was begging for him to notice the hot little blond, but he didn't. I could understand how he felt too, because judging by the devastated look on his face, I felt the exact same way. I prayed to the moon goddess, hell, I even prayed to the archangel's, begging them all to save Freya's life. I couldn't lose her.
“Tristan, are you coming?” Tyler shouted over to me, my father and Landon were already sitting in the car, ready to leave.
“Yeah,” I mind linked back.
I ran over to the car, and Landon had opened the back door for me. I quickly got into the car and Tyler sped off to catch up with the others.
“Hi, I'm Grace,” an extremely chirpy girl greeted me.
She pushed Landon back with her elbow and reached her h
