R O S A L I E
Freya was oblivious to my panic.
"You know, I always forget how handsome he is. I've heard so many rumors about him and his s****l prowess. He's supposed to be hung like a horse, and he knows how to use it."
"Freya!" I hissed, shocked at her raw words.
"What? It's the truth," she shrugged.
I could feel my cheeks heating up. I knew what Freya was trying to do, but I wasn't interested. I had been hurt enough.
"I'm not looking for a fling or a one night stand, Freya," I said, trying to keep the frustration out of my voice.
Then suddenly, he started walking towards us and I felt my stomach do a somersault.
"Speak of the devil," Freya said, a wicked grin on her face.
My wolf was going wild, and I struggled to contain her. It had been a long time since I felt this way, a
