Freya’s P.O.V

I entered Cameron’s room quietly, closing the door behind me and felt like I had just landed in Siberia.

Fuck! This place was freezing!

I rubbed my hands together to warm them and when I breathed out, my breath actually fogged in front of my face. My teeth were starting to chatter from the cold.

Looking around the dimly lit room, I found that the curtains were drawn shut and that there were at least five air conditioners inside the room, all at minimum temperature. Cameron was ...