Chapter 38 A Brush Of The Past

• *FREYA*
• I waited for him exactly where he asked me to until it almost started to feel like he had been gone in forever, I gave a bored yawn as I stood up and strode over to the window, pulling the curtains aside and the entrance came into view, few people could be spotted around the premises, the way they carried themselves, anyone who saw them would know they belong here, it doesn't matter if they show fangs or not.
• The sound of the door unlocking made me turn around, expecting it to be Jet my whole face lit up only to be disappointed a few seconds later as the person turned out to be a stranger. He came to a halt by the door seeing that he wasn't alone.