Freya
It doesn’t feel great being separated from Bell. When Arvid and I curl up in his bed, I even have trouble sleeping since I’m not sandwiched between both of my mates. It’s just Arvid there, and although I love him to bits, it’s different without Bell. It’s as if a part of me is missing.
Arvid seems to sense this, his fingers tracing gentle circles on my back. “You okay?”
“Not really,” I mutter in the dark. “It doesn’t feel right being separated from one of my mates.”
He chuckles behind me. “Would you be like this if I were the one missing?”
“Of course I would!” I exclaim, shocked he is even suggesting otherwise. “I need both of you by my side, especially to sleep peacefully…”
“Ah, the princess needs to be sandwiched, huh?” he murmurs into the crook of my neck, hugging me tighte
