Chapter 87

Freya’s POV

My chest clenches a bit again with the resurfacing mood. I’m unable to look at him now, feeling generally uncomfortable with the conversation. I’ve already labeled this feeling as guilt for having come in between two soon-to-be mates.

I feel his eyes on me, watching for the longest time.

“Well, I guess I’d take your word for it.” He answers aloofly, leaning backward to rest his back against the tree shading us, and closing his eyes.

He remains like that for a while and it begins to seem like he’s fallen asleep.

“Freya!” Xena yells from afar as she rushes over to me empty-handed.

I look at her, wanting to ask where the drinks are as she approaches till I spot Adam right behind her, carrying a large jug of it.

“Wow, that’s a lot of cranberry juice.”

“It’s healthy and organic.” She boasts while showing Adam where to drop it.

In no time, she’s happily distributing cups and giving each of us a portion, including Luc