Freya’s P.O.V
I held Julian’s hand tightly as I knocked on Trisha’s door. He was nervous, as I had expected, but it was the right thing to do.
Trisha’s mate, Leon was the one to open the door. The brunette haired, grey eyed man was the kindest wolf I knew, but he was also one of the pack’s omegas, so he kept his eyes lowered whenever he spoke to Cameron or any one of the wolves with higher dominance.
But today, he greeted me with a smile, meeting my eyes as he opened the door wide enough so I could enter.
“Julian’s here, I see.” Leon gave him a wide smile as Julian lowered his head in embarrassment. “Come on in. Candice is in the playroom.”