Freya's P.O.V:
What? What were they talking about?
I wanted to escape, to take the time to get away...but curiosity held me back.
“Yes.” Cameron answered quietly. I couldn’t see his face as he was turned away from me, but from the tone of his voice…I was surprised. I had never seen him acting so obediently with anyone. Neither had I ever heard him sound so guilty.
“Then you should’ve taken better care of her.” Spoke the man who was standing next to the woman. “We do not treat our mates with such disrespect! That is not how we raised you!”
There was no way this man was Cameron’s father…was it? Standing an inch or two taller than Cameron, the man was a splitting image of Cameron, only a bit older and more muscular. He was dressed in a black suit, pants and a black shirt underneath. The
