Semua Bab I Left My Husband For The Rogue King: Bab 121 - Bab 126

WINTERMy breath came in ragged bursts, the snarl still lingering in my chest.“Oh Goddess…she’s attacked me…” Freya whispered, her eyes widening as she stared in disbelief at her own hand.Blood streaked her skin, a deep slash cutting from the back of her palm almost to her elbow. The wound wasn’t fatal, but it bled freely, staining her hand a vivid red.“That woman is monstrous,” Rosentine said, stepping closer to Freya, her gaze narrowing on me with an intensity that burned. “What are you doing? This is completely unnecessary.”As the fury inside me ebbed, leaving a jagged calm in its wake, I looked down at my own hands. Blood clung to my fingertips. My wolf nails, which I hadn’t controlled, hadn’t even meant to summon, were gone as suddenly as they’d appeared. I had hurt Freya. Yet strangely, there was no regret, only a strange, sharp relief that Khione’s reflexes had been faster than mine, protecting me before it could have been worse.“Blood…” the blind seer murmured, inhaling

3rd Person's POVRelief settled in Winter’s chest when she finally reached her husband and at last they could speak. Then her gaze shifted and she saw Kallias Thorn standing in the same room. The calm expression on Winter’s face vanished at once, replaced by sharp caution as her eyes narrowed. Her body stiffened, instincts rising unbidden.What was he doing here?“Kallias?” she said slowly, testing the name, as if half-expecting the figure before her to dissolve into illusion.He didn’t answer.Kallias only stared at her with something unsettling flickering in his gaze. And the more Winter looked at him, the more wrong everything seemed.She had never seen Kallias like this. He was thinner as if something had been steadily devouring him from the inside. The weight loss sharpened the lines of his face, hollowed his cheeks, carved shadows beneath his eyes that no amount of rest could erase. He looked like a man dragged from a nightmare and hurled into waking reality, driven here as if

“Now can we talk about what made you come all this way? There’s no chance you followed me here without a reason. Something must have happened.” Valtor said quietly, his voice low but firm.After her conversation with Kallias, Winter finally asked the man to leave. He did so without protest, retreating from the room with a respectful bow. Only then did she turn back to her mate.Valtor had been waiting just outside the room. The moment she stepped into the corridor, she saw the worry, tangled with jealousy and a sharp edge of irritation, written all over his face. He looked like a man who had fought every instinct not to barge into the room. But when Winter met his gaze calmly and offered him a small, reassuring smile, some of that tension finally eased from his shoulders.Talking with Kallias had distracted her briefly from the unease Freya had left behind at the castle. Now that she was with Valtor again, the weight returned, but it felt lighter somehow, as if being near him steadied