In His Grip Of Madness

FREYA’S POV

I squeezed my chest, lips parted for air but found none.

This feeling, how long was it going to last.

I hated every bit of it. Because it reminded me of everything I was trying to escape.

And Killian, he was the embodiment of that reminder.

“Freya…”

He was my torment, and I needed to be free.

“Concerning the divorce. You haven't given me a response.” I forced the words from my lungs, even as the air shrunk between us.

“Why are you asking for a divorce? I already told you—” Killian stood up, and I followed his gaze as it bored down on me. “We are not getting a divorce. Stop dreaming.”

“Dreaming?” I scoffed, feeling the tightness easing up. “I plan to make this dream our reality.”

The silence closed in. Killian’s eyes went cold—darker. But I forced myself to stand tall, even as I feared he might pounce at any second

With Sea awakened, I was still lacking behind with training. Fighting him off would be a problem.

Killian's lips curved up, a twisted and sadistic smile. He nodded, like he finally understood. “Tell me, Freya. What exactly do you want?”

What was there not to understand.

“I don’t want to be your wife.”

Killian’s jaws twitched, as if he was keeping his demons at bay.

His brows knitted. “You want to leave me?”

A strange cold flutter sank into my ribs. I kept my face straight as he forced a smirk.

He leaned in slowly, cupping the back of my neck before I could take a breath.

“Freya, you are my wife. Not even death can take you away from me.”

I knew he meant it. And the realization broke me into a million pieces.

To him, I was just another possession.

An amusement.

A body he kept to satisfy his needs when he wanted.

In the past and this reality, he was still the same cruel monster.

My eyes burned until I felt wetness crawl down the side of my cheeks.

Killian pushed back slightly, eyes softening.

“Did I scar you?” His voice was calm, almost teasing, and I felt my chest tighten as his eyes searched mine. I seized the sheet.

Killian's lips found my cheeks, nibbling my tears.

Goosebumps crawled through every part of my body, heightening all my senses.

But it didn't stop the adrenaline that rushed into my head.

I shoved him back, crashing my palm against his face.

Whack!

Killian jolted away from me, blood tearing from the side of his lips.

“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. You will always think about me.”

Killian Greymark was a madman.

The sound of his phone buzzed, cutting off the tension stirring between us.

Killian snatched his phone. Once his eyes connected with the screen, he rolled a palm over his face.

“Hello,” he answered, voice low.

I swallowed. Vivian was probably the one calling.

She couldn't wait to get her hands on him.

Killian's eyes shifted towards me, and I scoffed.

This wasn't the first time he abandoned me to be with her.

“Hold on…” he whispered over the phone.

He took a step forward and I turned my face away because I knew what he wanted to ask.

“You can leave,” I said smoothly.

Vivian needs you.

I could feel every part of my body trembling.

Killian’s hazel eyes dropped, and for a moment maybe I did see something. A little flicker of warmth, maybe confusion.

Once he was gone, silence swallowed the room. 

My heart hadn’t settled when the sharp knock jolted me upright. I turned toward the door, every nerve on edge as it creaked open.

“Luna, It’s me.”

Tessa’s warm scent carried an earthly spice as she moved inside. Her dark hair hung up in two buns. Her skin seemed paler than usual.

“Tessa?”

I don’t remember calling for her.

“Luna,” she greeted, doing a little curtsy.

I exhaled, brushing whatever tear was left on my face. “Tessa, why are you here?”

Tessa swallowed, her fingers fidgeting together.

“Tessa, what is it?” I said curtly.

She finally looked up. “It’s Lady Maeve. She wants to see you.”

Lady Maeve…

A jolt of nerves skittered through me. I stood up.

She must have heard I reinstalled the lab.

Sooner or later, I knew I would have to face her.

“Let's go,” I mumbled.

Tessa nodded quickly and continued quietly. “There is also something you need to know.”

Arching a brow, Tessa added, “Beta Vivian is also present. Luna, I fear they are up to something.”

Vivian was there? Then who was Killian speaking to earlier?

Anyway, if it’s Lady Maeve, it can’t be good.

“Let’s go,” I said, placing my hands together.

This life, I won’t cower in fear. Besides, it’s time I pay her back for what she did to me.