All Chapters of I Left My Husband For The Rogue King: Chapter 111 - Chapter 120

VALTORI barely heard Loran. My gaze kept drifting back to Winter and the pup at her side. She moved easily, laughter soft on her lips as the child tugged her from one place to another, utterly unbothered by the mud clinging to her skirts or the curious eyes following her. Against my expectations, she looked comfortable. Belonging. And I found myself stepping closer without realizing it.Winter blending so effortlessly with my people—especially those far from rank and power—had never crossed my mind. I had assumed she would retreat inward, guarded and distant, needing time to acclimate to a place so unlike the life she once knew.Yet here she was.Loran stood beside me, an unmistakable smile curving his lips, the expression of a proud older brother watching something precious unfold.“My King,” Freya spoke, breaking the moment. “There is something I wish to address.”I tore my attention away from Winter and turned to her. Freya straightened instinctively under my gaze, a flicker of n

WINTER“Are you all right?”Valtor’s gentle question pulled me back from the fog in my mind. I blinked, then offered him a small smile and shook my head.We were having dinner together, something I’d been looking forward to all day. The food was delicious yet I barely tasted it. My thoughts kept drifting back to the orphanage no matter how many times Valtor had told me not to worry. Guilt clung to me stubbornly, refusing to loosen its grip.Every time the memory resurfaced, I saw the rogue woman’s face as clearly as if she were standing before me, I saw the hurt in her eyes and the pain she hadn’t bothered to hide. It lodged itself in my chest, making it hard to breathe.I hoped we would meet again someday so I could explain myself and make things right between us.“It seems tonight’s meal doesn’t agree with you,” Valtor said, setting his cutlery down with a soft clink.“No,” I replied quickly and smiled. “It’s so good. I think I’m just full.”His gaze lingered on me for a moment long

3rd Person's POVSeveral days passed in Nytheris, and with each one, Freya felt her plans slipping further from her grasp.She had been sure the little incident at the orphanage would drive a wedge between Valtor and Winter. Instead, the opposite happened. Whatever tension Freya had hoped to cultivate only seemed to draw them closer. Almost every day now, Valtor brought Winter along when he attended to political matters, council discussions, and inspections around his Kingdom.Worse still, Winter refused to behave the way Freya had expected her to. Winter didn't show hostility toward Rosentine and Cressida. Even when the twins smugly pretended they 'taught' her an etiquette lesson, Winter responded with politeness and friendly smiles.Instead of offending Valtor, it only seemed to deepen his admiration for her.Freya clenched her jaw.“I suppose I’ll have to involve Lilith,” she muttered under her breath as she walked with Rosentine and Cressida through the marble corridors. “Because

Late afternoon light filtered through the trees as Winter and Valtor finally shifted back into their human forms, their wolves feeling content after hours of running wild through the land. The grass beneath them was cool, the air still humming with the thrill of the chase. Today had been long but filled with happiness for Winter.It had begun with her standing at Valtor’s side as he inspected the tribes, meeting the leaders, and then discussing some business matters. Afterward, they visited the orphanage. The building was already undergoing renovation, and Winter knew she would always remember the way the pups beamed at her, the caretakers’ happy tears as they welcomed them this morning. And then she also saw Valtor’s expression; a faint, fleeting smile she caught when he thought no one was looking.Now, stretched out on the grass, she rested her palm against his bare chest. Valtor lay beneath her, one arm bent beneath his head while the other idly threaded through her hair. He’d lef

VALTOR“I’ll go to my chambers to wash. See you later at dinner,” Winter said as we reached the great hall of the castle.I nodded, offering a smile, and we parted ways. Yet my gaze lingered on her retreating figure as she ascended the staircase. To anyone else, she looked perfectly fine. But I can feel the quiet weight pressing on her thoughts, something has troubled her since we returned from our walk. But if I asked, she would smile and deflect, insisting everything was fine.The day itself had been good. More than good. She had laughed beside me as I handled affairs of the realm at the orphanage; her joy had been unmistakable. Even later, when I fucked her roughly, she had been warm and responsive, lost in me as she always was. She moaned my name and cum countlessly beneath me.So why did her mood change so suddenly?“Welcome back, my King. How was your day?”Freya’s voice pulled me from my thoughts. I turned to find her standing a few paces away, hands folded neatly before her,