Freya’s gaze swept the bedroom, instantly landing on me. I stood by the edge of the bed, trembling in Xavier’s half-buttoned black shirt, my hair wild and my lips visibly swollen from his kisses. The rich, sweet scent of an Omega’s surrender hung heavy and undeniable in the air.Freya’s eyes dropped to the floor, tracking the trail of my discarded clothes, before snapping back up to my face. The corners of her lips curled into a vicious, disdainful sneer. She didn't look heartbroken—she looked disgusted that a cockroach had stepped onto her property."I knew you were pathetic, Ravenna," Freya said, her voice dropping to a dangerous, icy whisper as she stepped into the room. "But this? Crawling into the Lycan King's cousin's penthouse because your own arranged mate threw you out like trash?"Xavier stepped into the room behind her, his expression hardening as he tried to place himself between us. "Freya, drop it. Go downstairs.""Drop it?" Freya scoffed. She acted like Xavier didn't ex
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