FREYA'S POV
Night had blanketed the world in its inky embrace, casting long shadows that concealed both secrets and dangers.
Lucas had returned to the lair, exhaustion etched on his face after our fruitless search. But for me, the night held a different calling, an unyielding urge to ensure Freya's well-being, despite the complexities that lay between us.
Silently slipping through the shadows, I made my way to Freya's residence. The darkness provided a cloak of anonymity, shielding my intentions from prying eyes. My heart fluttered with a mix of apprehension and longing, for I knew that she would not welcome my unexpected presence.
As I approached her house, caution guided my every step. Peering through the window, I searched for any sign of Freya's presence. But the room appeared empt
