CHAPTER 87: TEARS OF MERCY

FREYA'S POV:

I had been scared by series of things as a child, most of them fictional like the bougie man, or the monster in my closet.

Others were things I created in my mind to constrict myself, like failure of not fitting in, not being loved.

I had thought all those things were actual fears that crippled one's development. Then phobias being the real icing to the cake…

But all those were nothing in comparison to this, to the fear the Alpha king instilled within me.

I literally choke for air from only seeing him. His usual characteristic wicked and taunting smile, and piercing blue eyes that look pass my flesh and pierce deep into my soul.

Then that aura of his — thick as ever, possibly heavier, weighing down on me, demanding my submission.

I really am fucked.

“It’s been a long while, hasn’t it? You’ve change a lot in the month since I’ve last seen you.” He stares at me, amused.

He must mean I look more pathetic than ever, thin and frail, with poison coursing through my veins to ke