Niklaus's lips instantly pressed into a thin line, veins bulging on his forehead. He nearly growled as he called her name, "Freya!"
Freya looked up, startled by his ice-cold glare, her heart suddenly racing.
"What's wrong? It was just a joke. Why are you taking it so seriously?"
He answered through gritted teeth, "Are you trying to provoke my fury?"
The rest of the ride continued in complete silence. The atmosphere inside the car was tense; even Daniel barely dared to press the accelerator.
Freya leaned against the car door, staring at the night scenery passing by outside the window.
Eventually, the car pulled up in the circular driveway of the pack house. She sighed and pushed the door open to get out.
This was the home she had shared with Niklaus for three years—a
