Freya's POV
Take Me Home
"They lead me up to the VIP section where Alaric and Fenrir are sitting on cloud couches, backs turned to us, each with a drink in hand. We settle into our seats, and I’m the first one to break the silence.
“So? You got him?” I heard someone ask, I thought they were asking me, and I almost blurted and exposed my little escape, but lucky me, Fen quickly responded saving my ass.
Fenrir nods. “Yes. Thorstein and Lucian are holding him below the pack's stronghold. Turns out, there are some hidden cells down there.”
I roll my eyes. “Took you long enough.” My mutter doesn’t escape the sharp ears of the two men before me, who shoot me irritated glares.
“You know, Astrid,” Alaric leans his elbows on his knees, “if you’d have helped, we would’ve been done a lot faster
