Chapter 22

Freya’s POV

“Leave us,” Matteo told Camila as soon as he entered our bedroom. The omega nodded her head and left. I don’t know why, but I was a little worried. He looked serious and might have heard about the commotion on the first floor with the bitch and that old man. I understand now why he had to tell me about Matteo’s mate from nine years ago.

He stared at me, so I waited for him to tell me whatever he wanted to say. Is he not happy that I defended myself against those two? Is he expecting me to just listen to whatever that bitch tells me? “What is it?” I asked.

“What happened?” he asked, too.

“What?”

“You know what I mean.”

“I don’t know what you mean,” I replied, and he sighed. It was as though he was trying to control his anger.