Leah

Freya tilted her head toward Roman, a thin smile spreading across her face. "Hello, sweetheart."

Cold rushed through me as I stepped in front of Roman immediately.

"What are you doing in my house?" I demanded, fighting to keep my voice steady.

She laughed softly, "Waiting for you, obviously."

"I don't remember us being that close."

Her smile widened as she slowly stood, checking the magazine of her gun like she had all the time in the world.

"Your words wound me, Leah. I thought we ...