** Freya’s Point of View **
Breakfast with my dad and Gwen is nice. Despite my stress over Jasmine and my worry about sleeping under the same roof as Niall, I surprisingly had a wonderful night's sleep in that comfortable bed and I feel much calmer this morning.
I haven’t seen Niall since we returned from Joel’s cabin last night, and he hasn’t attempted to mind link with me. As I help Gwen clean up our breakfast dishes, I glance towards Niall’s office door; It’s open, and I can’t hear anyone inside.
“He had some business to attend to early this morning,” Gwen says as we enter the kitchen.
“Huh?” I blink at her.
“Niall, I saw you looking towards his office, and I was just explaining he is out on some urgent pack business,” she gives me a knowing smile.
“No, I wasn’t looking for him
