Chapter 60
- A chuckle preceded the turning of a key, and then the door slowly swung open. Freya found herself face to face – well, face to chest – with the first familiar male scent she had perceived. Unbelievably annoyed at who she saw.
- She arched a brow at his cocky, devilish smirk, wondering what could be so amusing.
- "You're awake. Good."