Freya
A week has passed since the ball, and I find myself walking alone through the halls. Tiffany is nowhere to be seen; she’s probably avoiding me like everyone else who now knows that Professor Bell is actually Beelzebub, my destined mate. They all seem to fear what this means for me, assuming I’ll become the new queen of hell...
“Isn’t that Freya Alderwood?”
“It is.”
“The one who summoned Beelzebub to be her familiar?”
“The one and only.”
“Gosh, I can’t believe Professor Bell was one of the princes of hell all this time.”
“Me neither…hey, do you think there’s a throne for Freya down there in hell?”
“Probably…fuck, we should stay away from her. She is probably dangerous.”
“And not someone who can be trusted. Only an evil person would be mates with Beelzebub.”
I keep on walking
