Freya’s P.O.V

My half-lidded eyes managed to catch sight of the crystal chandeliers that hung from the lofty ceilings and at that moment, I felt a sharp pain in my head. A groan escaped my mouth, raw and hoarse while I placed a finger on my temple, feeling the way it pulsed. 

I didn’t know if it was minutes that passed, but I remained in that position on the bed when an image flashed through my mind. The image of a big werewolf towering over me, staring deep into my eyes with this murderous glint as the clawed fingers wrapped around my waist. 

That was the man whom I had...