My Fianna

Mason Hart

It was late, and Cora had set me up in the guest room. Evan was taking a nap in his bedroom, and I tried to fall asleep, but my head wouldn't shut off. I was wondering what Freya was doing. Had she been turned yet? Fuck, I didn't really care about that, the main thing I cared about was, had she been mated to the twins yet? The thought of their filthy hands all over my Fianna made me sick. It took all the strength in me not to fly back there and demand that she leave with me. But, I knew she wouldn't even talk...