Andrew’s pov
“I thought you were sleeping,” I said to Freya.
She just suddenly opened her eyes and then stared at me without saying a word.
“How can I? You are tossing and turning,” she retorted, and I frowned.
“I am sorry, I didn’t realize,” I said, and she focused her gaze on me.
That look, as if she can see through my soul and knows all my secrets.
The look that compels me to tell her all my inner thoughts and my deepest secrets.
“You are worried about your father coming here?” she asked me.
I didn’t need to nod because we both knew that the question was rhetorical.
It’s obvious that I am nervous about my father coming here.
How can I not be?
He is my father, the Alpha King, the person I respect and fear the most.
“You are worried because you don’t know how he is
