Freya stared at the bite mark on Niklaus's arm in disbelief. Had she really done that in her sleep? The idea of unconsciously seeking him out was mortifying.
"Had I known you were this desperate for me," Niklaus smirked, "I would have stayed at the pack house every night."
"Shut up," Freya snapped, her cheeks flushing. Inside, Vicki whimpered apologetically.
"It wasn't your fault," Freya told her Vicki. "We were asleep."
Freya hurried to the bathroom, splashing cold water on her face. Was Niklaus driving her insane? She was sleepwalking now? This was getting out of hand.
After washing up, she went to speak with the doctor to confirm Niklaus's condition. Once assured he was fine, she began handling the discharge paperwork.
"Do you want to go home by yourself, or should I
