Tell Me What You Want*

Gideon let out a long deep sigh as he paced back and forth in the hallway, all while staring at the door of his own bedchamber in deep thought. It was already past midnight, and he was sure that Freya was already fast asleep by now. 

Hell, he even traveled as fast as he could in his wolf form just to go back to the manor after he was finished with the task he had in the Capital City. He felt bad at having to leave Freya behind like that, but he trusted that her mother had made sure that she was well-assisted and entertained while he wasn't around.

[What's wrong with you? Why aren't you going inside yet?] Eli chided him. [We haven't seen her for a whole day now.]