Freya smiled as she walked back to the front of the house. The woman brought out a side of herself she'd missed for the last quarter of a century. She took comfort in knowing that it still existed beneath the more mellow part of her personality. She wasn't unhappy with the way her life had changed; how could she be when it had brought her Dayton and Elina? Sometimes though, she did wonder if being in the pack made her soft. That a day would come when she was needed, and she would hesitate and someone she loved would pay for that hesitation. It was good to know that she remained fundamentally the same strong vampire she had always been.
She was surprised by her lack of animosity towards Reasa. Sure, the human was no longer a threat towards her loved ones; but that wasn't what had her at ea
