Chapter 137. Help Me, Rufus

Freya’s POV

Knocking back another shot of whiskey, I felt this one burn especially hard. My throat seared with the pain as the liquid travelled down, and my already fuzzy head grew worse from the effects.

‘Are you sure about this?’ Elara asked with judgement to her voice as she entered my mind ‘You’re being careless, Freya.’

‘Pfft,’ I said, responding to my wolf ‘Quit worrying, I’m just letting my hair down for once,’ I signaled to the bartender to fetch me another shot. With hesitation, she passed one over to me.

“Are you alright hun?” She asked, concern in her eyes as she handed me the drink. “You’ve had a lot to drink tonight.”

I frowned, handing over my cash. “I’m fine,” I said defensively. “I know my limits.”

‘You don’t know your limits,’ Elara said ‘You’ve not been this drunk in a long time, I’m worried.’

‘Shut up Elara,’ I said, feeling exhausted by her constant whining now ‘I’m an adult, let me make my own mistakes.’

‘Yo