Freya watched Jason go and sighed, she had felt so happy seeing him again, her wolf was giddy with excitement, she had been too even if she had tried to hide it. She couldn’t entrust her heart to him but her heart still ached for him. He felt like a missing rib, but one she could do without. She had felt massive jealousy when she heard Britanny said they spent the night together. It had taken all her willpower not to rush over and snap her neck.
“Freya?” Martin said, disrupting her from her thoughts and she offered a warm smile.
“Hey” she said and sat beside him. Ever since she had kissed him, he had started to be protective over her, and she’ll be a liar to say she didn’t like it.
“It would be alright” he said, taking her hand. She squeezed his and sighed, letting out all the pent up
