Chapter 40

Freya’s POV

There’s a look of fear in his eyes now.

“Silas?” I mutter, asking with my eyes if we need to talk.

But without another word, he stalks out the room, leaving me there confused.

So, for two months, he’s been flirting endlessly with me, trying to get close enough to kiss me again, and when we finally do and the reality of just how unearthly it felt dawns on him, he runs away?

I’m too tired and rundown for all this shit, Silas.

“Where’s he dashing off to?” Xena comments seeing him leave the room with so much haste. She’s as confused as I am. Earlier he had seemed like he didn’t want to be anywhere else. Now, it looks like he can’t get away fast enough.

Boys… What the hell did they want?

I sigh, falling back against the pillow supporting my back. Again my joints feel a little more movable and the pain has subsided significantly.

Was it the kiss?

Xena hands me the water, feeding it to me despite my protest. It