Semua Bab The Professor's Mate Clause : Bab 11 - Bab 20

FREYA'S POV My heart is racing. His words should annoy me. Should make me angry. Instead they make me feel warm. Wanted. Like maybe I am not just another responsibility."I do not know what I feel." The admission comes out quiet. "Everything is so confusing. Every time I look at you I do not know if what I feel is real or just this bond thing pulling at me.""The bond amplifies feelings. Makes them stronger. But it does not create them from nothing." He finally closes the distance. Takes my hand. His palm is warm. Rough. "What you feel is real Freya. I promise you that."I should pull away. Should remind him that I do not trust him. But I do not. I just sit there holding his hand across the counter. Feeling the warmth of his skin. The strength in his fingers."Why me?" I ask. "Out of everyone in the world why me?""Because fate chose you. Because some higher power decided we belong together." He squeezes my hand gently. "But also because you are strong. Brave. Beautiful. Because you

CHAPTER 13 FREYA'S POV "Do you want me to leave?" Adrian asks quietly. "Give you privacy?" "No. Stay." I sit down and pull the box closer. "I might need you." He sits across from me. Quiet. Patient. I take a breath and open the lid. Inside are papers. Lots of papers. Letters tied with string. Photographs. A journal. Smaller than my mother's but similar. And at the bottom a flash drive. I pull out the photographs first. My hands are shaking. The first photo is of a man. Tall. Broad shoulders. Dark hair. Blue eyes. He is smiling at the camera. Happy. Young. "That is your father." Adrian leans forward. "Alexander Reed. One of the greatest Alphas who ever lived." I trace my finger over his face. He looks like me. Same eyes. Same smile. This man is my father and I never got to know him. The next photo is him with my mother. She is laughing. He has his arms around her. They look so in love it hurts to see. There are more photos. Some of just him. Some with other people I do not

FREYA'S POV The cold counter clung against my thighs.Adrian stands between my legs. His hands grip my waist. His eyes are dark. Hungry. He looks at me like he wants to devour me whole."You are lying." His voice is low. Rough. "You felt that kiss. I know you did.""I did not feel anything." The lie tastes bitter. "It was just a kiss.""Just a kiss." He repeats the words slowly. Like he is testing them. "Then why is your heart racing? Why are your hands shaking?"I do not have an answer. Cannot admit that the kiss set me on fire. That every nerve in my body is screaming for more."Maybe I am nervous." I try to sound casual. Fail completely."Nervous." His thumb traces along my hip bone. The touch burns through the thin fabric of my pants. "Or turned on?"Heat floods my face. "Adrian..""Tell me the truth Freya. Tell me you want this." His other hand slides up my side. Slow. Deliberate. "Tell me you want me."I should push him away. Should remind him that I am still angry. Still do n

ADRIAN'S POV I have spent days watching her move through my space. Days listening to her breathe in the room next to mine. Days pretending I can keep my hands to myself.I am failing.Claim her. Mark her. Make her understand she belongs to us.Kael has not stopped demanding since the moment she agreed to come back with me. Since the moment I got her safe inside these walls. He wants her with a violence that makes my bones ache.She is ours. Why do we wait? Why do we let her deny what she feels?Because forcing her would destroy everything. Because she needs time. Because I promised myself I would be patient.Patience is weakness. Patience will lose her.Maybe. But impatience will scare her away forever.The bank trip nearly broke me. Sitting in that car with her. Smelling her fear. Her grief. Watching her read her father's letters and fall apart. Every instinct screamed to pull over. To hold her. To promise her everything would be okay.But I kept driving. Kept my hands on the wheel

CHAPTER 19 KELVIN'S POV Vanessa does not talk to me unless she has to.Three weeks married and we have nothing to say to each other. She sleeps on her side of the bed. I sleep on mine. We eat breakfast in silence. Pass each other in the hallway like strangers.This is what my father wanted. A political alliance. A merger of packs. Power and territory and influence.This is what I agreed to.But every time I close my eyes I see Freya. That green dress. Adrian's hands on her waist. The way she looked at him like he was everything.Like she used to look at me.I throw back the whiskey and pour another. The glass is heavy. Expensive. Everything in this house is expensive. Vanessa made sure of that. She redecorated the moment we got back from the honeymoon. Got rid of everything that was mine. Replaced it with her taste. Her style. Her control.I should care, I Should fight back, I Should remind her this is my house too.But I do not have the energy."Drinking already?" Vanessa walks