Freya POV
I am pissed. When the two masked men came in, they thought I was asleep. I wasn’t. They talked to each other in small whispers and I recognize the sound of one of their voices. When they lifted the covers to see me, I grabbed one of their arms and bit down hard, causing him to yell out in pain. They both pointed their guns at me with a confused look before Liam abruptly enters the room.
They look at him confused, like they’re confused why he was there and why I was here. After they are dead, Liam tries to grab for me, but I flinch away from him. That voice from that man. He’s one of the guards that helped me get his food earlier.
“Do you want to tell me why your men attacked me?” That concern in his eyes quickly burn in anger. Acting or not? I guess we’ll find out.
“What?!”
