Chapter 11

Freya Rose

I sat on the toilet, waiting for Tristan to come back. I think I'd managed to sober up a little in the time it took him to find everything. I heard him bashing downstairs, probably trying to find the first aid kit. If we had a mind link still, I could have told him where to look. I knew Mina could talk to Lachlan, but she avoided me.

How did I end up with the world’s most dramatic wolf?

I knew she'd heard me because I got a warning growl from her in my head. I chuckled a little, knowing I'd pissed her off. I wasn't lying, though; she was a dramatic little bitch sometimes. She didn't like that I had feelings for Tristan or anyone. No matter how drawn to Lachlan, her heart was still firmly set on Marik and his wolf. Sometimes, I'd remember to ask her his wolf's name when she wasn’t pissed off with me, of course.

Tristan had moved into my bedroom and was rummaging around in my drawers. The thought of him seeing my