(Warning: This chapter focuses on an unexpected nightmare and b**m dream. Sensitive and strictly 18+)
FREYA POV
“He… kills…”
My head mumbled those words again and again as I stared toward Steve’s room. One minute I was paralyzed by Diana’s voice in my head, and the next minute, my legs had carried me right to his door. I hesitated before opening it, my hand trembling on the knob.
I pushed the door open.
His scent hit me instantly—and for a second, I just stood there. closed my eyes and inhaled his scent deep, pulling it into my lungs. It felt wrong… but so good. Until a stubborn snap inside my head forced my eyes open. This is weird, Freya. Stop.
I opened my eyes instantly and moved quickly. I looked around his room—it was neat—and for whatever reason, my eyes went straight to the dr
