Eva bristled out of nervousness, under the gazes of the entire people in the room.

After Fayot had woken and expressed his heartfelt appreciation, he had fallen into a deep sleep the next second.

Freyya had created a large sleeping ball with Eva’s help and had coconned the werewolf into it, so that he would be safe from whatever that would try to end his living on earth.

Now, Eva tucked her two hands in between her thighs, more out of a gut instinct, than out of a chain reaction because of fraying nerves. She would think about the reasons later.

She noticed too that the base of her hand...