LOGINMy name is Freya. And, I stole my sister’s husband before gruesomely killing her. Wait! Before you judge me, please hear my story. ----- Freya Vaughn was the pathetic fragile girl no one wanted— but when the only man she ever loved cheats on her, steals her inheritance, and sells her into a nightmare, Freya discovers a shocking truth: she is no weak human, but a suppressed werewolf tied to the most powerful Alphas in the land… Only problem is the Alphas absolutely hate her. After being sold to the two gorgeous but rival Alpha kings Ronan and Killian Solaris—men who hate her and are determined to punish her for the sins of her bloodline—Freya is thrust into a world of cruelty, desire, and betrayal. Yet her wolf refuses to bow. Now hunted, rejected, and torn between two ruthless fated mates who refuse to claim her, Freya must rise from pawn to queen, and unleash a vengeance that will burn everyone who dared to break her. Because this time… the pitiful girl has claws and she is back for revenge.
View MoreFreya’s povI thrashed in his grip, but it was like trying to fight a mountain. The golden-eyed man barely reacted, his fingers tightening slightly around my wrist, a silent reminder that my strength was nothing compared to his. He was tall—too tall—and his presence was suffocating. The moment his strong hand touched my skin, a shiver of horror ran down my spine“Let go of me!” I hissed, twisting in his grasp as my feet scraped against the cold stone floor of the dimly lit auction houseBut he only chuckled, a deep, rich sound that made something inside me coil tight in warning. “You’re feisty. I like that.”I glared at him, my breathing ragged. “Who the hell do you think you are?”The golden eyes glowed faintly as he smirked down at me. “Killian Solaris. And you, little omega, are coming with me.”Omega.That annoying word burned like acid in my veins. I refused to be weak again. I wasn’t going to be their fragile Omega or whatever thing they wanted to coddle or control.I wasn’t go
Freya’s POVExcruciating pain.That was the first thing I felt when I woke up. There was a harsh throbbing ache that wrapped around my entire body, making it hard to breathe.I blinked against the bright, sterile lights above me, my vision swimming. The air smelled like antiseptic and something metallic—blood?Where was I?I turned my head slightly, and a wave of nausea rolled through me. My limbs felt heavy, my throat raw, like I had been screaming.Then, the memories came rushing back—I had accidentally killed Amelia.But then, she was suddenly alive?My breath caught in my throat.Yes! She was alive.I had seen her. Standing there, watching me with those cold, and calculating eyes as those strange men arrested me for murdering her.My sister wasn’t dead and she had somehow framed me.But why? Why would she have gone that far?Was it just so that she could get Sebastian?At that thought, the last memory of his face flashed through my mind and I could picture him clearly.He had cal
Freya’s POV“No… no, no, no!”Sebastian knelt beside Amelia, his hands pressing against her neck, searching for a pulse. My heart slammed against my ribs as I watched him, my breath coming in short, panicked gasps.She wasn’t dead. She couldn’t be dead. I couldn't have killed my sister.I hadn’t even pushed her that hard, it was just a little shove.Sebastian’s shoulders were rigid, his jaw clenched so tight I thought it might snap. Then, after what felt like an eternity, he turned to me.His eyes were filled with pure, unfiltered rage.“You stupid fucking bitch. You killed her!” He yelled."No." I shook my head."She’s dead,” he said, his voice like ice. "What the fuck do you mean no?"My stomach dropped.“Please No.” I shook my head violently. “No, she’s not! She—she just hit her head! Please Call an ambulance! Maybe she—”“She’s dead, Freya!” Sebastian roared, rising to his feet. “You killed her! You killed your own blood sister.”I flinched.Killed.The word sliced through me, le
Freya’s POV I couldn’t focus on anything else while I waited for him to return. Because there was no way the husband I had faithfully loved and given my everything to-- had just announced his engagement to my older sister like I didn’t exist. But maybe I should have seen this coming. After all, Sebastian has always been EXTREMELY private about our marriage. He always refused to take me to public events and always brushed off rumors when people speculated that he might be married. “It’s for your protection,” he’d always said. “I don’t want the media dragging you into my harsh business world.” Had all that been a lie? Had he been hiding me for years so he could announce his affair with my sister? I gripped my stomach as my knuckles turned white with fear. No. No, there had to be another explanation. Sebastian could not be that cruel—he wouldn’t just erase our marriage and embarrass me in front of the entire world. This had to be a publicity stunt or something else. Maybe th
Freya’s POV My name is Freya. And, I stole my sister’s husband before gruesomely killing her. Wait! Before you judge me, please hear my story. The day I murdered my older sister started like any other day. I had quickly rushed to the hospital because I was feeling a little sick that morning. I had never really believed in miracles before, but as I now sat staring at the doctors results in my trembling hands, I realized that maybe miracles did exist. Because I was finally Pregnant. After two years of disappointment, shame, pain, failed tests, and tears— I was finally pregnant for my husband Sebastian, the love of my life. A laugh bubbled up from my throat in disbelief and I pressed a hand to my stomach, as if I could already feel the tiny life growing inside me. This was it. This was what I had been desperately waiting for, for the past two years. I needed to tell Sebastian immediately. I took my phone and quickly dialed his number. It rang once. Twice. Three
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