Chapter 138

Dreamless, blissful sleep was disrupted by a gentle shaking. Freya was disoriented and groggy but rested. It was a sensation her body had forgotten, and she internally cursed whoever robbed her of it. She expected to see Killian and was prepared to give him an earful. But it was Mai who was at her bedside. She was perched in a wheelchair.

“Hey,” Freya greeted, her earlier anger forgotten. She rub