Freya coughed awkwardly in Niklaus’s arms, her soaked hair dripping water down her back. When she finally caught her breath, she looked up at the man who almost let her drown.
"What are you doing here?" she demanded, her voice raspy.
The hot spring had reddened her eyes, swollen and stinging. Droplets clung to her long lashes, giving her a vulnerable, almost sinful kind of beauty that made Niklaus’s throat tighten.
He subtly tightened his grip, pulling her chest and thighs flush against him.The mate bond between them stirred something primal within him, flooding his mind with memories of their passionate nights together. Flex had been suggesting he should try to have a child with Freya, and now that idea was becoming increasingly tempting.
Freya didn’t notice the hunger in hi
