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Thor's gaze upon me when Freya went unconscious made my insides curl with extreme fear and anxiety. His gaze reminded me of Kestrel and every pack member at Bisclaveret. The same way they looked at me, regarding me as nothing but a monster was exactly the same way Thor looked at me; with a greater intensity, though.
“Did you poison her?” That question unnerved me.
I couldn't believe Thor would change so swiftly towards me. Minutes earlier, he was all nice and sweetly possessive, somehow soothing my inner pain with his slightly rough fingers on my cheeks.
“I didn't. No, I didn't.” I defended myself quickly, shaking my head frantically with great hopes that he believed me.
But it didn't seem like he did. Asides his actions, his gaze upon me said it all. He was greatly dissapo
