FREYA
I knocked at Killian's office twice, then I thought I heard him say "come in."
My fingers curled around the handle and I pushed, the hinges letting out a faint groan as though the door itself resented me for disturbing the Alpha.
I stepped inside, my steps cautious, my voice readying the words I had rehearsed in my head since Martha dropped off the bags earlier.
He was there, of course...sitting behind his desk, a stack of papers before him. I didn't need to be told to know this was pure disturbance, but I was already here. I swallowed hard and forced a small smile.
“Good morning,” I said softly, respectfully.
His eyes didn’t lift. His hand moved, his pen scratched across the paper, and then, in a tone that could have been mistaken for the wind brushing against the walls, he a
