NICKOLAI'S POV
"We found who is responsible for the attack," Clark retorted. As soon as he pushed through the doors, I turned to face him, gloating with anger. Rage built up within me as I glanced back towards Freya, who lay unconscious in bed.
"Good, who then is responsible for this? Who is responsible for her kidnap and who poisoned her?" I yelled at the top of my lungs.
"Is it Edmond? That bloody miscreant!" I asked, glaring wide-eyed at Clark, who shook his head.
"Speak, Clark, don't test my patience, was it my mother? She was poisoned, Clark, and I won't let it slide. So tell me who had the audacity to do this to my mate." I asked again; the more I spoke, the more I felt myself lose my patience.
My mother had been antsy these past few days, always on edge, I needed no
