"Hey Cinderella?" Zavian called out, entering the room.
"Yeah?" Freya asked, looking up from her phone.
"There is still something we have to settle," he replied, making her frown. She got up from the bed.
"What is it?"
"Jeremy. We have to decide what to do with him," Zavian stated, and his eyes flashed turquoise for a split second, indicating to her how angry Zavian felt just at his name.
"Okay. So where do I come in?" Freya asked.
"You decide what to do," Zavian shrugged. "Because if it were up to me, he wouldn't leave the pack house in one piece. And I know you would not like that."
Freya's eyes widened at his words, and she shot him a disapproving look, shaking her head.
"I would definitely not like that," she scolded. "I wanna see him."
"Oh no," Zavian instantly refused.
