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KILLIAN’S POVThis level of audacity.If her claims were not real, she would not be here, risking punishment. So I did the unthinkable.When she learns I was the one who intentionally sabotaged her plans today, she would kill me.“Alpha, what do you mean?” Elder Darius chimed from behind.“I missed my wife, so I had her come accompany me.” My hand smoothed over her lips even more, holding back the snarl from Kale building inside me. “Is there a problem, Elder Darius?”Whatever was happening, I planned to find it out myself before involving the council.Thankfully, Hansel understood the message. I would have to give him a raise for his sharp instincts.Freya’s eyes told me she had so much to say. Now that things had come to this, she dared not refuse me.For some twisted and dark reason, I loved that at this moment, I was her only option.If she did not want serious accusations to arise, she would have to rely on me.“But what about the video clip? The Luna said Madam Grace…”Lifting m

Killian’s POVI didn’t deserve to ask for her forgiveness—I was more than aware of the way I treated Freya in the past.She gave me ten years of her life, and not once did I give my wife the happiness she deserved.Every day must have been so hard, and maybe this life was her way of expressing just how much she had secretly resented me.The Moon Goddess gave me this chance to see and make this right.Lifting my weight, I pulled Freya into my arms. Her tears were too precious to be wasted on someone like me.“You can hate me,” I said, feeling her breath coming in rough and short against my skin. Her hand clenched my shirt. “Anything you want, Freya, just tell me. But I can’t bear to see you like this…”Adrenaline shot up against my head as heat flooded my brain, feeling Freya’s teeth latch onto my skin.Was this her new habit—biting me?Slowly, I reached for her hair, thought for a moment, then laid my hands on it. Caressing it gently, I nudged my head against hers, a low smile forming

Killian’s POVIf I had explained the reason I took that action was to protect her, would Freya believe me?In her eyes, I’m some heartless monster. Explaining myself wouldn’t change her perception of me.Only action would. Genuine action.With that attitude, I doubt if she was ever going to see anything good from my actions.A sharp pain shot through my finger, drawing my attention down to the knife I was holding and the maid kneeling in front of me.Seeing her ignited a feral growl from my chest.Hansel passed me a handkerchief, but I had already placed my finger between my lips and sucked, tasting the salt in it.Hansel withdrew his hand before taking the handkerchief back into his pocket.My other finger continued to twirl the knife as I watched the maid in front of me.It sickened me that at first, I didn’t believe Freya that night when I was called to the wine cellar.Now all I wanted was to find out the ones who wanted to hurt my wife.Pointing the knife at the maid, she flinche

Killian’s POVAs expected—she wasn't the masked doctor.Probably some low-budget scam trying to make ends meet.Seeing her name, Luna—it reminded me of the woman who had done nothing but make my chest ache since I returned to this life.Now that I had confirmed my suspicions, I told myself it was best not to continue the conversation, but when she responded, I felt relief in the tone of her speech.Thinking closely, calling her a female was the most reasonable assumption.No male in his right senses would take that name.Beep!> I'm so sorry to hear that... Kale.I scoffed inwardly, eyeing the text. Who needed sympathy at this moment?Then before I finished trying to form a response, Kale, my wolf, hurled at the back of my head.> You had to use my name?I didn't respond, so Kale pressed closer against my chest. A low pain cut just above my ribs."Urgh! You are aware, that I'm doing this for both of us, right?"Kale whimpered, edge tainted with his disapproval.I clicked my tongue, th

Freya’s POVThe lush weather brushed against my skin, morning freshness coursing through my senses.Everything felt warm and perfect until my eyes flung open to reality.As a yawn followed, I did a little stretch, hissing at the sight.I was still in Greenville Pack. Last night, I had a dream I hadn’t had for a while.That I was still in Oakcreek with my family, living as the lady of our pack.Here, I was nothing more than a prisoner.That man’s property. At least I was able to forget myself for a night.My feet still felt like jelly, and my head ached from the sharpness of the sound ringing at the back of my head.Going into the bathroom, I turned on the shower so it would fill the room while I moved to the sink to brush my teeth.My eyes were a bit swollen from the tears.I looked like a mini frog. If my heart wasn’t so cold, maybe I would have laughed at my facial expression.After I tipped the toothpaste against my brush, I drove it into my teeth. Slowly, my thoughts started to wa