Author’s POV
Freya paced the study back and forth feeling anxious, she has been waiting for Callum over thirty minutes and he still hasn’t shown up. She already mindlinked him to announce her presence. A part of her felt uneasy at his obvious disregard of her.
Just when she was about to give up, he walked in with a chip on his shoulder.
“Elder Callum.” She muttered out of respect.
“Why are you here?” Callum asked coldly.
Freya isn’t having any of his sore attitude and she raised her brow defiantly to prove it. “Don’t talk to me like i am some street urchin. Yes, i did something wrong and i already apologized. You act like you haven’t made mistakes yourself. What is it with your attitude towards me? I am sure this must be the reason Ronan is beginning to suspect you.”
He blinked
