Freya pushed open the door of her room, and the moment she stepped inside, the latch clicked softly behind her. Her shoulders sagged as the stiffness in her chest loosened, and she rested her back against the door. The silence wrapped around her, broken only by her unsteady breath.
Alpha Rollo’s cold gaze still lingered in her mind. She closed her eyes, pressing her palm to her ribs as if to steady her heart. Only then did she move, crossing the room with slow steps, grateful to be out of his presence.
She walked to her bed and sat down, the mattress dipping under her weight. Alpha Rollo’s face faded as she forced her thoughts elsewhere, guiding them toward the revenge plan she had been carefully planing for Alpha Modrich.
Then a knock sounded on the door, unexpected. Her head snapped u
