Hearing that name made the air in the room turn ice-cold.
It felt like even a tiny spark would set the whole place off.
Niklaus stared at her, his eyes dark and hollow. Inside him, even his wolf, Flex, was stunned into silence.
He waited a long time before he finally spoke. His voice was quiet and calm, not loud or angry. But those who knew him knew he was much scarier like this than when he was yelling.
"Who did you just call for?" he asked.
Freya closed her eyes and didn't answer. She looked like she had fallen asleep. Or maybe she really had.
Niklaus grabbed her chin, forcing her to wake up from her daze. "Freya, who were you just calling for?"
She woke up slowly, looking lost and confused. Her eyes were blurry with tears as she looked at him, her voice cracking.
