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It doesn’t take long until I grow absolutely sick of being separated from Freya. I know I’m supposed to watch over Tiffany, but let’s be real—Asmo would never hurt his own mate. The woman has domesticated him already, so here I am, sneaking out in the morning to cuddle with Freya. (I am sure she spent the night at Arvin’s place, but I can scent her here right now...)
I put on my clothes and leave, but when I’m walking over the grass with Freya’s apartment in sight, I hear an old woman clear their throat. I turn around and see a smiling, lycan woman dressed in purple.
“Excuse me, sir, is this where Freya Alderwood lives?” Her eyes narrow then, and I hold my breath.
I’m not an i***t. I know this woman is Lisa Moonheart—Arvid’s grandmother—but the question is if she has realized that
