LOGINFreya accept that man 😭😭 I fear he's going to burst into tears.
Freya’s POVPersonal space—I didn’t think this man understood any of it. “No one. And it’s none of your business either.” Killian’s lips curled down with displeasure. His hand lifted to his robe; his body eased away from it, muscles flexing as he pushed the fabric off his shoulders. Killian stood there, ruffled hair looking like wild grasses tangled together. His chest rose sharply when he took a breath. I gripped the edge of the tub, keeping my body steady as I swallowed hard. My gaze drifted downward, a faint pang of disappointment flickering when I saw the black shorts clinging low on his waist. I looked away, cursing myself for wanting to see things I shouldn’t even be thinking about. The tub was naturally almost the size of a small pool. Killian climbed inside, pushing the water forward until it pressed against my chest. “What’s the matter, Freya? Disappointed?” We both knew what he was talking about. I kept my gaze away from him, even as the heat radiating f
Freya’s POVThis effortless claim he always displayed whenever he got the chance was suffocating. It wasn’t supposed to make me feel excited, but with the way he stood up for me in front of his mother—I loved it. Moon Goddess, is this life giving me a chance to experience everything I longed for? I prayed silently in my heart. But I wasn’t a fool to get carried away by mere words. We got inside the room; that was when I realized Killian was going to stay here. Last night, I had fallen asleep in his arms and felt how my throat was beginning to close tightly. I was grateful for falling asleep. Thinking about last night, Killian hadn’t been well. Killian was on the bed, taking off his shoes. He groaned, rolling his socks off. Another wave of relief rolled off me the moment the first pair was off. Maybe it was instinct, or the healer inside me. I leaned in, placing a hand on Killian’s head. His thick brows furrowed, his lips parted slightly. “What is it?” he asked in a
Freya’s POVOak Creek Pack was no longer the same. Growing up, this central pack had been the highlight of the territory. People from all over the world came just to get a glimpse of this spot, but that was until my father passed away. There was barely anyone for tourism now. I knew the two packs had been merged into one, but Killian would always prioritize his pack first. We had only been married for three months; I didn’t expect things to pick up so soon. “Rogues have been invading this part of the pack for a while now,” the old man revealed. Killian narrowed his eyes toward me with a flicker of hesitation. “Rogues? How's that possible ” I asked.The old man shook his head. “Yes, you are correct, young miss, but the rogue attacks here have been frequent. And when they attack, they kidnap women—and sometimes children.” My fingers tugged at my shirt. I married Killian so my people wouldn’t have to worry about things like this. A pack without an alpha was bound to fall.
Killian’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 The air was stale with the stench of my impending doom. Familiar faces bore down on me from where they stood—elders of the Greenville pack. Something about the way they lined up carefully ignited memories from my past during Killian’s passing Ceremony. The way none of them had stood u
FREYA’S POVKillian didn’t move—he vanished.One minute he was standing on the balcony, and the next he was wrenching me away from Alpha Jeffery.Wolves become feral when males get close to their mate—even if it weren’t fate.This was purely instinct and nothing else.Killian threw a cold stare at A
KILLIAN’S POVThe moment she walked in, everyone became a distant memory.I couldn’t move or breathe.She was beautiful…My wife was beautiful.How had I never seen this before?“Alpha—”I held my hand up before Hansel ruined my focus.“Alpha, the Luna made another guest list.”I shut my eyes, shov
FREYA'S POV"Luna, are you sure the alpha will allow such a dress?" Tessa’s voice carried a certain level of caution as I twirled in front of the mirror."Who cares what he thinks? After today’s success, we’ll be divorced," I said, feeling my heart grow lighter just thinking about it.I smoothed my