Sleeping Dragon by means which have never yet been tried

Gavriel can’t begin to imagine who may have hurt Freyja, least of all another dragon wolf, and it had to have been… recently? Where is she now? Hurt? Everything runs through him all at once that he can’t settle and so when his son speaks the name, Goliath, he feels a snarl ripple through his chest. The need to protect his own has never been stronger and if he knew where the giant was, he’d storm there in that moment, but he keeps his feet firmly planted to the ground. 

“What happened? Where is Freyja?”