Chapter 9

Freya

Everything around me faded as my eyes refused to move, staring at the man before me, I drank him in, a good head taller than me with thick red hair and pale skin, his eyes stood out against his complexion and damn were they show stopping. He had a strong jaw, wide shoulders, and thick arms. He obviously looked after himself. My eyes trailed down his body on their own accord as reality seeped back in.

My mate. Shay was over the damn moon, I could feel her excitement inside our head and the almost dance she was doing wasn’t exactly subtle but the rational, cynical part of my brain had me trying to rein it all in.

After all this man was the complete opposite of me in appearance, while he was strong and healthy, I was anything but as I remembered the skin and bones I had become while in captivity, I felt fear seep into me. What if he didn’t want me?

“Hi.” The man spoke, a whisper in the night, but I