Freya POV
"Freya, Freya" I begin to stir at the sound of Xanders voice, groaning and muttering I try to swap away his hand, hearing him chuckle "if you dont wake up im going to tickle you" peaking one eye open I look at him "if you tickle me so help me you would be loosing a hand" He chuckles as i seat up stretching out the kinks that happen everytime anyone sleeps in a car, "were here" he mutters and I instantly become very much awake as the smells of my past filter thru my nose, and my instinct to be prepared for anything regardless if I grow up here I was not going to take the chance of allowing my guard to be dropped. I watch as Stephen and Vincent slow down to the gates and my hand instinctively goes to clutch my knife that was still resting on my lap, the guard leans up from there c
