Uncertain

CHAPTER 13: Uncertain

Freya's perspective

With one of his big hands firmly clutching my waist and the other already wandering down to rest possessively on my ass, Silas's warm breath tickled the back of my neck. We were close, and the combination of the smell of cedarwood and his hot breath against my skin sent a delightful shudder through my entire body.

With my arms slung freely over Silas's neck, I lost myself in his sight, whispering enthusiastically to Chloe.

I returned to the room Silas had set aside for me just thirty minutes prior, following the banquet. Soon after arriving, I heard a tap at the door, and upon opening it, I saw Silas standing there, holding a fragile box.

"Can I come in?" He questioned quietly.

"Sure," I replied, grinning a little. After getting to know him over the last few days, I felt comfortable bringing him into my bedroom because I didn't think he would try to take advantage of me.

"Is something wrong?" I asked with a gentle smile on my face.

"Nothing i