“It will,” Freya said. “Because you´ve been so very brave and very clever.”
He looked at her filled with pride.
“Because I had to protect my equally brave queen,” he said and Freya felt warmth spread in her chest.
“So, I am your queen again?” she couldn´t resist asking and he tensed. “How quickly you change your mind.”
“Don´t talk like that,” Wolf frowned. “I was a fool. The second you left the room I wanted to grab you and drag you back but my pride was wounded.” He shook his head. “I will never allow something to come between us ever again.”
“Good to know,” Freya said, her fingers tracing his upper arm. “And you could always make it up to me.”
“Anything,” he said and gazed down at her with adoration. “What would you like? I believe I owe you some new diamonds.”
“That you do,” Freya said, her lips curving in a sensual smile, “and not to mention a new gown…”
