FAZER LOGIN“Stay away from me.” If he didn't want to agree to this divorce, I was going to make him. Killian, however, staggered, brushing his thumb over his wound. At the sight of his blood he burst into laughter. “My dear wife. You have taken up a new habit.” Rolling his tongue over the bottom of his lips, he nodded attentively. “Bite, stab, hit me, but you are mine.” All the energy drained as I panted. “I hate you.” He smiled. “Good. You feel something for me." *** On the last day of her mate’s burial ritual, Freya was executed by Alpha Killian's mistress. She finds herself in heartbreak when she discovers that her mate had left her with nothing—not even her life. Ten years of marriage erased, as if it never happened. After death, she is reborn, three months into her marriage. Determined to avoid future disaster, she filed for divorce against her executioner. Unexpectedly, her mate—Alpha Killian bluntly rejects her request. He is her ruin, yet she is drawn to him. In this life, things seem out of place because her mate is obsessed. Anything she wants, he wants to give…..even his life. Trapped between trauma, desire, and revenge, Freya faces impossible choices. Reconcile with the man who could destroy or save her? Give in to the devoted Gamma who has never left her side? Or… claim them both. Sometimes, one life isn’t enough.
Ver maisKillian’s POVThe way Freya kept breathing against my neck was torture, wrapping me in excitement.Her body stayed stiff, her grip tightening—I wasn’t the only one having certain types of thoughts.. “I’m not,” she responded quickly, but her body refused to relax. It got even tighter, and her hands closed in more. I smirked, knowing she was lying through her teeth. “Is it that embarrassing to admit you want your own husband?” She frowned, refusing to give a response or even look at me. “If you’re not, then there’s no need to be so tense.” Freya bit her lip and turned away fully. During the ride back home, she stayed still, refusing to say a word. I didn’t want to offend her, so I kept my focus on the drive. Once I took a turn, Freya sprang up slightly. “Where are we going? This isn’t the way.” It wasn’t. “Are you hungry?” I asked, trying to avoid her question. She pursed her lips, rubbing her hand over her stomach. “I’m not.” I didn’t believe a word. “You ar
Freya’s POVSlowly my eyes began to drift open. I saw a figure.I blinked through the fog. Slowly, recognition covered my gaze. Killian was leaned over the table, close enough that his shadow fell across me, one hand buried in my curls. His fingers moved, slowly stroking through my hair in long soothing passes that sent heat curling down my spine. His hazel eyes stayed locked on the scattered papers in front of him, focused,yet every gentle scrape of his fingertips against my scalp felt intentional and possessive. Sea surged forward, her low whine vibrating in my chest, even as my human mind screamed to pull away. The contrast was maddening: his calm, unhurried attention to the documents while his hand claimed me without looking up.Even after everything I had heard from Mr. Philip. I just watched his hazel eyes. Something about this moment reminded me of those days in my past life when I would hide behind the door, all to get a glimpse of him. Not once did he notice—I w
Killian’s POVShe refused to acknowledge my existence at work. Freya, why are you so heartless? The urge to abandon everything I was doing filled my thoughts while I swiftly flipped through the pages of the documents in front of me. “Alpha, you’re about to sign in the wrong place.” Hansel’s voice broke through my thoughts. Blinking myself back into reality, I groaned. This woman was once again testing the limits of my patience. But could it be because of what happened this morning? Knowing my wife’s current behavior, she was definitely holding a grudge. Picking up my phone, I wanted to call her, but ended up hesitating. Even if I did call her, what was I going to say? I scrolled over to the online healer I had been speaking to. I’d responded to the last message she sent. “During pregnancy, most women tend to get irritated at the slightest occasion. It’s best not to do anything that could trigger her hormones.” Pinching the space between my brows, I exhaled.
Freya’s POV“Umm… actually, I’m—”“Mr. Philip…”The venomous tone at the edge of her voice told me the person speaking was Vivian. Seeing her, all the assistants scattered back to their desks and focused on their work. If a pin dropped, it would echo across the room. I stole a glance toward where Killian had stood, but he wasn’t there anymore. A lingering sensation pooled deep in my chest. Vivian’s heels tapped a few times against the floor as she came over toward us. Seeing me, the smile on her face brightened. That was unusual, because she had never smiled at me—not even once. What was she up to this time? She placed a hand over my shoulders. “This is the new assistant, right?” Mr. Philip only nodded, his face colder than before when his eyes locked on Vivian. “Killian told me to handle her so she could get comfortable.” Why would he do that? I mean, he didn’t exactly have any reason not to, but if he really told her to do this, then why send Hansel to ta


















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