Freya's POVThe air always carried the scent of pungent antiseptic, and as I opened my eyes, I found myself surrounded by whiteness.I was about to sit up when I noticed a sharp pain in my shoulder and neck. Wincing, I instinctively reached for the source of the pain, realizing I was in the middle of a pristine white hospital room.Rubbing my head, I was haunted by vague memories as if I had seen Kingsley before passing out.Kingsley, what on earth had I been dreaming about?My eyes snapped open, and I was greeted by a cacophonous commotion in the hallway. The owner of the voice seemed rather irate, and it appeared that a large crowd had gathered on the ground floor."How is my mate? I warn you, if anything goes wrong with her, I won't spare you!""Alright, sir, you've repeated that sentence five times now. I've just confirmed with the doctor that there's nothing wrong with the patient, and she'll wake up later." The nurse's voice sounded helpless this time, leaving the other person d
Freya's POVSince my last meeting with Kingsley, I've always thought of him, consciously or unconsciously. There have been a few times when I mistakenly used the wrong spice in my work, which is almost unthinkable for me."Ms. Freya, are you alright? You could have rested more at home if you weren't feeling well," Bardier said, looking at me with concern and noticing that my mental condition was a bit different from usual."Thank you for your concern; there's nothing wrong with me. I probably just didn't rest well last night," I replied, offering a polite smile and a slight nod to Bardier to indicate that I was okay."Ms. Freya, if you're okay, I'd like you to take a look at this new bottle of perfume I've mixed up," Bardier said, pulling out a bottle of peach-colored perfume from the counter. After opening the lid, the delicate scent filled the air and made my heart skip a beat."This smell is so strong, Bardier. What's the name of this perfume?" I asked absentminded
Freya's POVThe next morning, I received a call from Bardier, who informed me of an urgent business collaboration that required me to rush to the office.Upon my arrival at the office, Bardier was already waiting for me in the conference room. He greeted me with a smile and said, "Freya, you're just in time. I have an important client to introduce to you. They want to work with us on a significant project."I was curious, wondering who this client might be.Following Bardier into the conference room, I was stunned to see a familiar figure.Kingsley?I stopped in my tracks in surprise and couldn't believe my eyes.Kingsley also saw me and appeared composed. He stood up, extended his hand to Bardier, and said, "Hello, Mr. Bardier." He then turned to me and said, "Hello, Ms. Alice. It's been a long time."I forced a smile and replied, "Hello, Alpha Kingsley."He called me Alice instead of Freya, and a pang of bitterness ran through me. Since our conversation
Freya's POVThe next evening, as night descended and the stars twinkled, a splendid dinner unfolded in an opulent banquet hall. The ballroom was adorned in a picturesque manner, featuring exquisite crystal chandeliers casting a warm glow. Each round table was adorned with white roses and delicate candles, imparting a gentle floral scent and fostering a romantic ambiance.Kingsley was attired in a finely-tailored black suit, complete with a neatly knotted tie. His deep eyes exuded confidence and determination, while he wore a slight, charming smile.On the other hand, I donned a captivating evening gown embellished with silver silk tassels that swayed like flowing water. My long hair cascaded over my shoulders, and I wore exquisite jewelry that captivated onlookers' attention as we entered the ballroom.Under the luminance of the dinner party lights, Kingsley guided me toward a round table, where a group of people had gathered."My apologies for the delay, Alpha Jason
Freya's POVI pushed Kingsley aside and hastily got out of the car, stumbling as I went.Unexpectedly, I met Finley there.What was he doing here so late at night?"Freya," Finley whispered my name, his eyes carrying a hint of bitterness. "Did Alpha Kingsley give you a ride home?"I hung my head in shame, contemplating what had just occurred. "Finley, I...""Freya, I know all about it. Can we talk about it?"I nodded and opened the door to my room, inviting Finley inside. He approached and settled on the couch as I poured him a cup of coffee.Finley took a cautious sip of his coffee and then seemed to come to a decision before speaking, "Kingsley isn't actually Grace's biological son."I froze in place.What?I had expected Finley to ask about what was happening between Kingsley and me, not to reveal such a significant secret.Seeing my stunned expression, Finley chuckled softly. "Surprised, aren't you? I was just as shocke
Freya's POVAs the days passed, Kingsley attempted to contact me multiple times during this period. However, for some reason, I didn't know how to face him, so I chose to ignore all his calls and messages. Instead, I fully immersed myself in my work to avoid dwelling on those nagging thoughts.On a particular day, I was in the midst of blending a new perfume when I received a call from an unfamiliar number.It couldn't have been Kingsley calling from a different phone.The phone rang, stopped briefly, and then rang shrilly again. Frowning, I hesitated before finally answering."Are you Freya, right?"Before I could respond, a familiar female voice came from the other end of the line."Tracy?"I was somewhat surprised. How did she get my number, and why was she calling me out of the blue?"Regarding you and Kingsley, I'd like to talk to you. Do you have a minute?""Sure."I hesitated briefly but agreed."Then I'l
Freya's POV"Robert, take it easy!"Kingsley observed Robert's trembling hand, gripping the dagger, and couldn't help but raise his voice to offer a reminder."Shut up, you fool! Do I need your lessons at this moment?" Robert retorted with annoyance, brandishing his dagger and pointing it at Kingsley."You, kneel down!"Upon hearing Robert's words, Kingsley appeared somewhat incredulous."NO! You can't do that! You're an Alpha!" I cried out.I noticed Kingsley seemed to be relenting, his knees gradually buckling. I understood what this implied, and to an Alpha of a pack, it was unquestionably an insult that could not be tolerated."On your knees!" Robert repeated, and a faint trail of blood was already forming on my pale neck from my struggles.Kingsley's body trembled slowly, his resistance weakening as he eventually knelt in front of Robert."I can't believe that the unbeatable Kingsley would one day kneel before me in such a
Freya's POV I had a very long dream. In the dream, I saw my mother when she was young. She was gently holding me, telling bedtime stories, taking me shopping hand in hand, and patiently comforting me when I cried. Every day, it was so joyful. In this dream, I felt like an outsider, observing my mother and my younger self. The scene then shifted, and my mother suddenly appeared beside me, gazing at me with a gentle smile. "Mom, I miss you so much." "Child, you've endured a lot, but from today onwards, you'll find happiness. There's someone who will be with you in my place, someone who will love you just as I did. My daughter, you've done a great job; you're my pride." "Go back, return to your friends and loved ones; they're waiting for you." "Mom, please don't go..." I watched as my mother slowly became blurry and disappeared in front of me, and everything around me faded into darkness. I opened my eyes in horror and found myself in a hospital