Freya
When Arvid and I return to his apartment, it’s morning. My classes start in an hour, but I’m planning on skipping them since I’m in the heat.
“That shower hit the spot,” I tell him. “Thank you for letting me stay at your place.”
“No problem,” he says before sniffing the air. I watch as his eyes turn wide, knowing he can smell my heat. “Say… you’re not planning on leaving my apartment tomorrow, are you?”
“No, I think I will stay here…if that’s okay.”
“Then I will skip my classes too,” Arvid tells me when we are lying in his bed.
“Why? Scared I can’t handle myself?”
“No, you can definitely handle yourself, but leaving my mate alone when she is in pain is something I just can’t do.”
“I’m not in pain,” I insist, but we both know I’m going to be in pain later when another wave of
