POV: Nicholas
The moment Freya stepped out of my house, I regretted letting her go. At this point, I was convinced she had been turned into a slave in the local Pack. Otherwise, she wouldn't have fled when I turned the conversation into a weird topic and she wouldn't have been so acquainted with the two werewolves that attacked her. It was clear that she knew exactly what I was talking about. She didn't have a mark, so there was no way that she is a werewolf's mate. I cannot quite tell how she got into this situation, but I'll definitely get her out.
As I reflected on this whole situation while finishing my tea, my phone started ringing. It was my dad.
"Good evening, dad. Any news?"
"Good evening, Nick. I wanted to let you know that our nearby team of mercenary vampires has already bee
