Kingsley's POV"Hey, dude, I witnessed your wife entwined with another man, hand in hand."As Mark's message reached me, I found myself engrossed in a meeting with the senior leaders of the Wright Group. While the group's vice president addressed us, my phone buzzed on the table.I reached for my phone, tapping on the message Mark had sent. Attached thoughtfully at the end of his message was a photo he had taken. The image was captured from afar, obscuring the details of the figures involved, but the attire undeniably belonged to Freya. The man accompanying her remained concealed amidst the greenery lining the street, rendering him indistinct.My brow furrowed.Possibly due to the delay in my response, Mark's impatience grew evident through his subsequent messages:"Is your Luna leaving you for someone new?""But this new paramour is dreadfully unworthy, taking her to such a humble eatery. What does she see in him?"I disregarded his inquiries, opting instead to message Freya."Wher
Kingsley's POVJust then, the door swung open, and my Luna, Freya, walked in, holding a cup of coffee. She spoke in a sweet voice, "Kingsley, here's your coffee."Setting the coffee on the table, she pouted, appearing somewhat reluctant, but then flashed me a smile. I reached for the cup, taking a sip; it was the exact flavor I enjoyed."Can I head out now? You seem to be quite occupied," Freya asked, her gaze briefly shifting towards Jeremy, who stood off to the side.I felt a slight pang of dissatisfaction, her constant desire to leave me causing the wolf within me to instinctively whimper."Wait for me in the side lounge," I responded unhappily.Why did my Luna always entertain the idea of leaving me? Was she trying to play hard to get?? Or was this her way of punishing me?Freya's expression hinted at displeasure; she started to say something, yet obediently made her way to the side lounge. The door closed with a thud, a silent expression of her discontent."Women are always lik
Freya's POVSitting in the car, I stared out of the window, feeling a sense of boredom creeping in. Suddenly, Kingsley's cell phone rang. I glanced at it, and the caller ID once again displayed "Tracy".Unconsciously, I clenched my hand. Kingsley pressed the answer button, but the person on the other end seemed at a loss for words. He frowned, then hung up the phone and raised his eyes to say to me, "You should go in first. Joyce will meet you at the entrance; she has an invitation."I regarded him with a cold stare. Kingsley's voice was faint as he continued, "I need to attend to something urgent." I averted my eyes and let out a mocking smile. Urgent matter? Anything related to Tracy was probably an emergency in his eyes. The car quickly arrived at the venue of the party. Joyce was standing by the entrance, clearly annoyed as she saw me stepping out of the car.Upon entering the hotel, a group of people came over to exchange pleasantries. "Joyce, you look stunning today." "I
Kingsley's POV"Hey, I thought you weren't going to come," Mark exclaimed.Upon my arrival, I noticed Mark and Finley strolling towards me."Kingsley, this guy said he's bringing a date tonight. Can you believe it?" Mark pointed at Finley and said."Oh, yeah? Who is it?" I replied absentmindedly, unable to divert my gaze from scanning the surroundings."That's the one I mentioned to you guys before, the one I met at the hospital," Finley explained.Mark's curiosity was evident, "Come on, spill the beans. What's she like?"Finley smiled and said, "She's very straightforward and cute. Her thoughts are written all over her face."Mark teased, "Brother, women are the most enigmatic beings in the world. Don't be deceived by their delicate appearance."Finley chuckled, "She's different. I'm quite certain she's the most captivating person I've ever met."Mark grew more intrigued, "What kind of charm does this woman possess? You've onl
Freya's POVIf someone were to ask me at this point what I regret the most in my life, I would definitely tell them that attending this damn banquet was my biggest regret.I found myself amidst the party at that moment, my lips twitching as I faced the scrutiny of three men."Come on, someone! Say something!"Mentally, I prayed for someone to break the tension with a few words.Under Kingsley's angry gaze, I discreetly removed my hand from Finley's elbow and took a step back.Finley looked at me with surprise.I was just about to explain when Kingsley suddenly reached out, pulling me into his arms forcefully."What do you say, my Luna!"Kingsley's arm tightened firmly around my waist as he leaned down to my ear, his teeth gritted.Then, he closed his eyes and inhaled the scent from the nape of my neck.Gasping, I wrapped my arms around the sides of his head, gently separating him from my neck.I didn't know if it was just me, but there was something possessive about Kingsley's gesture,
Freya's POVTracy was left dazed by the slap, blacking out for a second before she could identify the person who had struck her - Kingsley's sister, Joyce."Nice one!" I couldn't help but inwardly applaud Joyce. Never had I found her so adorable.Tracy was unsteady on her feet and crashed directly into the table beside her.The pyramid of wine glasses she hit tumbled over, clattering noisily. Tracy fell to the ground, her skirt's hem covered in red wine and glass fragments.The party was abruptly interrupted by the loud commotion, drawing the attention of the crowd.Joyce was in the midst of her rage, not yet realizing the trouble she was in.She pointed at Tracy's nose and cursed, "You damn bitch! If you can't control your horny wolf all over the place, you'd better see a doctor!"Saying that, she even moved as if to approach Tracy. Finley hurriedly restrained her, asking, "What are you saying?""She's practically throwing he
Freya's POVI gazed directly into Kingsley's furious eyes, almost sensing the inner wolf within him growling with seething rage! My heart raced in pain. This cursed mate bond! It always made me susceptible to his emotions. Then Kingsley's voice reached me, dripping with malice, "Freya, do you even comprehend what you're saying? No kidding!" With determination, I retorted, "Of course I do! I have a better grasp of what I'm talking about than anyone else. And you, Alpha Kingsley, do you understand your actions? Do you genuinely know what you want?" Kingsley's cold gaze bore into me, as if tearing me apart. "Very well... My Luna!! You did a great job!" He delivered those words in a frigid tone before departing, even shooting a cautionary glance at Finley.I released a deep breath before making my way to my seat to steal a moment's respite; the confrontation with Kingsley had drained my resolve. I closed my eyes, allowing my mind to wander. Abruptly, a jacket landed on my shoulder.
Freya's POVAt the Café.I sat across from Finley, watching as he sipped his coffee.After a moment of hesitation, I spoke up, "By the way, about me approaching you regarding the lawsuit... I think it's better to just forget about it."Finley looked up and asked, "What made you change your mind?"For a moment, I struggled to find an explanation."Do you remember this Twitter account?" Finley suddenly brought his phone closer and pointed to a screenshot on it, asking me.I glanced at it briefly and replied, "Of course I remember. Among the people who sent me hateful private messages, she was the most aggressive one."There was a brief silence from Finley before he spoke again, "Do you have a personal issue with Tracy?"My posture shifted and I pursed my lips. "Why do you ask?"Finley zoomed in on the screenshot he had just taken. "The hand in this avatar belongs to Tracy."I was still missing the connection. Since ma