Damian's pride was hurt, but his werewolf strength kicked in after just a few seconds. He swung his arm and slammed Fiona against the wall. "You dare hit me? I'll kick the life out of you!"
He raised his foot to kick her, not caring how hard he hit. Luckily, his stubby leg only managed to strike Fiona's thigh. Freya didn't stop fighting; she jumped in and pulled Fiona behind her back.
In the middle of the chaos, Freya caught a glimpse of something in the distance.
She saw Niklaus.
He was standing not far away, watching the whole thing with a cold, bored look on his face. Freya had no idea how long he had been standing there.
Freya stopped struggling. Her whole body went cold.
They had been married for three years. And now, he was just standing there like a total strange
