Freya's POV
And Inside Mole
Bjorn's head lifts, and he stands up, his piercing glare landing squarely on Lucian Draven.
Oh.
"And the only possible betrayers I see here are the two of you. Ever since you appeared, everything started to fall apart."
"Bjorn, this is..."
Lucian rises as well, stepping closer to Bjorn and holding up a hand to silence me mid-sentence.
"No, Freya. Let me handle this."
A cold expression darkens his features.
"Listen here, wolf-cub," Lucian’s voice is sharp and unwavering. I start to get up, but he pushes me back into my seat. "If I wanted to take Freya and her allies down, I would have done it ages ago and in a simpler way. I’m no coward. I wouldn’t stoop to asking a berserker to do what I can easily do myself."
Bjorn's hands curl into tight fists at hi
