Chapter 34

Freya’s POV

There’s a table at the center and there her phone lies, ringing incessantly. I slowly approach it, ending the call.

Now that I’ve gotten it, it’s time to leave.

I suddenly hear soft giggling behind me.

I freeze.

“Xena?” I ask, even though every instinct in me knows it’s not her. “Please tell me that’s you. Please.”

I turn quickly but the door shuts loudly, then some psycho cackles on the other side of the door.

“Hey! Who’s there?” I shout, rushing forward. “Open the door! This isn’t funny!”

I run to it, tugging on the handle, but it’s not budging one bit. For a very old door, its hinges hold on well. If only I had the strength of an Alpha, ripping the doors from their hinges would have been easy but I have nothing but nonexistent Omega muscles.

“Let me out!” I slam my fists against it, my voice rising higher with panic. “Do you hear me? Let me out!”

A pause, then faint snickering again.

“Who are you