“We believe you.”
We?
Did she wake up okay?
She couldn’t have her wolf yet. She wasn’t eighteen for another week.
Josh didn’t get his wolf at sixteen like the rest of us males either. Apparently, it had something to do with being a twin to a female. He would get his wolf when she got hers.
Lawrence perked up beside her.
“We?”
Freya’s eyes glazed over, shifting into a vivid emerald green.
My whole body stilled.
Her wolf.
Her wolf had taken control.
“Hi,” she said brightly. “I’m Astrid. Thank you for getting her out. I promise I’ll help Freya be brave and fierce.”
Her gaze moved around the room before landing on me.
She stared.
Long enough for Lucas to stir beneath my skin.
Then her head tilted slightly, as if she was studying me, before her eyes softened and Freya returned.
