SEVEN
BJARNI
“I beg your pardon?”
The sheer shock in Modi’s voice made a rumble of laughter work its way up my chest. Annabel’s suggestion was a surprise to me too, but definitely a delightful one. Modi sounded wholly less thrilled.
“Freya said… Well, she said I had to let my mates tend to me to restore my energy, but they’re not here. And I can’t go back before we find Loki. Not even… Not even for this. So one of you will have to do it.”
There was steely determination in Annabel’s voice, as well as a slight wobble. She wasn’t keen, that much was obvious.
I reached out to stroke a hand over her cheek and saw the vulnerability in her eyes. No mated omega liked submitting to another alpha, but Annabel wasn’t going to turn around and let Trud take her place. Not even for this, as she'd
