Taking Her Back
Freya's Point of View
She had not expected him to come.
The wolves surrounding her had not expected it either. She could feel the shift move through the group the moment his presence registered. It was not a sound or a movement that announced him. It was more like a change in the air, the way a room feels different when a door opens somewhere down the hall and the pressure shifts just slightly.
One by one, the wolves around her stepped back.
They did not go far. They lingered at the edges, still watching her, their eyes still carrying the intention that Oliver had pointed at her before everything changed. But they were no longer pressing in. They had made room, and they had done it without being asked.
She crossed her arms over her chest and kept her eyes forward.
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