“Still playing pitbull for the Queen Cobra? Cute. You’re not loyal, Freyja. You’re just scared of being irrelevant without her.”
She furrows her eyebrows slightly, intrigued by the play before her. This is who people wasted their time thinking about, who they feared. It's interesting to witness her scare tactics. Freyja smiles. She doesn't need to figure out some witty reply. She's been bullied and taunted before. She knows that it's all about how you reacted and dealt with their insults. "Oh, Argent. Cool it on the psychopathic tendencies and make some friends of your own." Maybe it would remove the stick out of her ass.















