Novels by Dolly

Freya’s POVI noticed the change in Dante’s body language the moment his uncle asked him who he had been spending his nights with. His shoulders stiffened, his jaw tightened, and for a brief second the confidence he’d walked into the room with seemed to slip. My heart skipped a beat. Maybe my instincts had been right all along. And if they were, then who had he been spending those nights with?“Uncle, what are you saying?” Dante forced out a small laugh, rubbing the back of his neck. “Of course I don’t spend my time with anybody. And about those meetings — what I meant is that I do have meetings with myself. Yeah, with myself. Or don’t I deserve to relax a little and think by myself?”“Oh, is that it?” his uncle asked, his expression unreadable.“Yes, Uncle,” Dante said, nodding quickly. “And not everything anybody tells you, you should believe.”“Your wife is not just anybody, Dante.” His uncle’s voice turned firm. “Watch your tongue.”A smile almost escaped my lips. I never imagined

Dante’s POV“Who does Freya think she is,” Amanda murmured against my shoulder, “suspecting you? Questioning you?”“Don’t mind her, my love.” I ran my fingers through her hair, letting the words come easy, the way they always did with her. “She thinks being Luna makes her something to me. It doesn’t. She’s nothing. An object I needed to become Alpha — that’s all she’ll ever be. My heart has never belonged to her. It belongs to you, Amanda. Only you.”She moved closer, and the way she smelled, the way she moved against me — I couldn’t put it into words. Everything about her felt effortless. Kind, sharp, patient, in ways Freya had never managed to be. If anyone had to choose between them, honestly, who wouldn’t choose Amanda?She climbed onto my lap, her fingers trailing slowly from my stomach up toward my neck, and every inch her hand traveled sent something sharp and hungry through me. By the time she reached my throat, she’d already bent down to kiss me.Yes — I was having an affair

Freya’s POVHe left again.He was always busy.Maybe… too busy for me.I remained seated at the dining table long after he had walked away, staring at the half-empty glass in front of me without really seeing it.The room suddenly felt too quiet.Too empty.Too cold.I kept replaying our conversation in my head, searching for something… anything… that could convince me he had been telling the truth.Nothing.Every answer he gave only created another question.I let out a slow breath.It wasn’t that I wanted this marriage.It wasn’t even that I had dreamed of marrying Alpha Dante.But he was my mate.My husband.The first man to ever touch me.The first man to take my innocence.Whether I wanted to admit it or not… he mattered.And somehow, without realizing it, I had started caring about where he went… who he spent his time with… and why he always seemed to have everything except time for me.I closed my eyes.No…Please don’t let me be falling for him.That would only make everything

Freya’s POVThey said life would get easier once you faced your challenges. I never believed that, and I was right not to. If anything, everything had only gotten harder — especially my marriage, if I could even still call it that.I sat there feeling hollowed out while Amanda kept talking, each word landing like something I couldn’t quite let myself absorb.“I don’t know,” she said carefully, watching my face. “But something feels off. That necklace looks fake — like a replica. And I think I’ve seen it on another woman before.”“What?” The word slipped out before I could stop it. I shook my head immediately. “No. Dante would never do that. He wouldn’t lie to me. He wouldn’t give me a replica — and definitely not one another woman had already worn.” I laughed, though it came out shaky. “That’s impossible.”Amanda didn’t push back. She just shrugged. “Alright. I’m only telling you what I saw.”“I understand,” I said, forcing a smile even as my heart started racing. “And I appreciate yo

Freya’s POVThey say life will get easier as you face your challenges, but no… I don’t think so.Life doesn’t get easier. It gets harder.And my love life… I don’t even know what to call it anymore.But I think it is messed up.I sat down looking like a dead skull while Amanda was saying something I couldn’t even take in… something I couldn’t even imagine.“I don’t know, but I feel it is somehow… it is somehow because the necklace looks fake. Like it looks like a replica. And I think I have seen it before on another person’s neck.”“What?” I said immediately.Dante will never do that.Yeah, he will not lie and also give me a replica necklace, not to talk of giving me a necklace that someone has worn before. Never. That is impossible.“Alright, I understand. I am just saying what I know and what I see,” she replied.“I get it, and you are doing it for me and I appreciate it,” I said.Then I continued, forcing calm into my voice.“But maybe you are not seeing it clearly… or maybe it has

Freya’s POVI slept alone again, and I woke up alone again.Nothing changed.Nothing at all.Just like yesterday.But it was different… at least he informed me.He told me where he was going and why.A man that explains is very important.I read that in a book too.And the best of all…He gave me a necklace and a guard to look over me.I went to my shelf and picked up the box of the necklace.I opened it and touched it again while smiling.It is the first time someone who is not my blood has given me a gift.“Ma’am, your bath is ready, ma.”“Alright.”I went to bathe, dressed up, and made sure I didn’t forget the necklace.“Ma’am, the necklace is fine, ma,” my maid noticed.“Thank you. My husband gave it to me,” I said with a small smile.“Ma’am, you are invited to Mrs. Hart’s birthday party.”“Mrs. Hart?” I repeated.“Yes, ma. She is one of the leading women council members. You should go, ma.”“Okay. Prepare a gift.”I have to be on the safer side with people.I need to gain people’