Love Me, Or Reject Me

Freya's POVI spoke with an unsettling calmness as if discussing an inconsequential matter such as a meal. But as soon as my words reached Kingsley's ears, his body stiffened, and I could clearly see the desire in his eyes dissipated instantly. "Is that what you're after?" he retorted coldly, searching my face for a reaction in the dim moonlight filtering through the window."I'm simply on a mission to produce a child," I replied in a monotone voice, with a subtle sadness."Are you using this way to secure your own future?" Kingsley asked, standing up from the bed and slowly putting on his clothes.Silence filled the room as I seemed to shrink before Kingsley's eyes. He looked so angry and confused, like my words had cut him deeply. "We've been mated for three years and have yet to conceive. I'm anxious about the possibility of you having a child with another woman," I said, my voice cracking with emotion as I thought of Tracy's pregnancy-test report.Kingsley frowned deeply. "It

Kingsley's POVI couldn't believe that Freya really dared to leave me. I had to admit that when I first saw the note left by my Luna Freya, I almost lost control. A feeling of being betrayed filled me. How dare she rejected me without my permission! I was her Alpha!I went down the stairs and asked Sarah to call Luna.She looked stunned as if she couldn't believe I was trying to find an excuse to let Luna come back. I couldn't believe it too! "What am I doing right now?" I thought, as my wolf was beginning to feel irritable and was exuding a chilly aura.I didn't understand. If Freya wanted to secure her own future, why did she come to seek my love? I meant... It was clearly a better and easier way."Excuse me, sir, but is it still the same tie?" she asked carefully. I scanned the room with a cold expression, and half of the checkroom was now filled with Freya's clothes. I coldly pulled the corner of my mouth and replied, "Just the one she said just now."As soon as the words lef

Freya's POV"You already have so much branded stuff. What's the point of having a new one?" I couldn't help but roll my eyes."That's just not possible," she replied. "They are all old and outmoded. Everyone else has the latest fashion item. I'll be laughed at if I go out with the old stuff. Please lend me your bag for a while, dear sister." Bianca spun her words around and gave me a smile. "Of course, dear Bianca. Your new job demands a certain image, and that old stuff just won't cut it. Besides, it's about time you upgraded," my father then turned to me and said, "You can ask your husband for a new one. He's wealthy, and he won't hesitate to buy you a new one."Theo looked at me, then set down his utensils and gave me a serious look. "You're just an intern. Why do you need an expensive bag?" I couldn't help but glance at Bianca and say. Had I come here just to be his errand person? And now, they wanted my bag, too?"We're family, what's wrong with lending your sister your bag? I

Freya's POV"For me, it doesn't matter who I accept as my Luna." Standing outside the door, I gripped my hand tightly and suddenly lost the courage to open the door. I turned around and made my way to the bathroom."How could he say this, with that damn calm tone?" I thought angrily.Kingsley's words echoed in my mind. It dawned on me that I was not accepted by him as his Luna because I was extraordinary; rather, just anyone would be same for him, since we were all not Tracy.Gazing at the diamond ring on my finger, I chuckled inwardly. This ring symbolizes our marriage, but when I moved out of the villa, I left it.It was the first time he had ever put the wedding ring on me. At our mating ceremony, Tracy showed up, and Kingsley left before the ceremony concluded, so I had to take it upon myself to put on the ring.In retrospect, even without Tracy, Kingsley and I wouldn't have grown old together, would we?I spent ten minutes outside, collecting my emotions before returning to the

Freya's POVI clutched my phone tightly, a bitter smile slowly forming on my face.Whenever I needed Kingsley the most, he was always absent.Alone in the quiet waiting room, I sat for what felt like an eternity, until the emergency room light switched off, the door swung open, and the doctor emerged."Although your mother was successfully revived this time, her overall bodily functions are significantly deteriorating, which is concerning. You should prepare yourself," the doctor stated in a detached tone.I expressed my gratitude to the doctor, dismissed him, and requested assistance from the caregiver in fetching a basin of hot water.Wringing out the towel, I perched on the edge of the bed and gently wiped my mother's body.Six years had passed since the accident, and for six years, my mother had remained in this stagnant condition on her hospital bed.Her muscles had nearly wasted away, her body frail and withered, dependent solely on nourishment to sustain her life each day. Desp