Freya
“Blake please, you are making a scene,” I whispered. He was right though. I could feel the energy between us, strong and flowing fast, murmuring in my head to let him take me. But I couldn’t do that. To do that would expose me, to put him in danger, and to hurt Raven. All things I couldn’t let happen.
He needed to marry Raven, and I needed to stay here. Not unless I wanted to be shipped off to the Darkstars and become some broodmare for Matthew.
“I have a good thing here, Blake. And you have an amazing thing with Raven—“
“—Do I?” Blake asked. “Because the facts are that I was matched up with the wrong twin.”
“And whose fault was that?” I asked. “You didn’t ask questions when you felt things were off, and somehow now that’s my problem?”
“I didn’t know your name, and when David
