Chapter 77 The Summons Of The Lycan King

Freya's POV

It had been a while since the party, and I was attempting to ease myself from the weight of the news about my infertility.

Kingsley had put in as much effort as I had to ensure that it didn't interfere with our lives. I truly believed that Kingsley's love for me wouldn't waver due to this situation, but it was evident that a subtle shift was occurring between us.

Suddenly, Kingsley had become extremely busy, and on occasion, I would notice fatigue and helplessness on his face. It was clear that he was under immense stress.

"Still no word from that waiter the other day?" I asked Kingsley softly.

Kingsley rubbed his brow and sighed. "Yes, I'm sorry, Freya."

I walked over to him and touched his weary face, saying, "Why are you sorry? It's not your fault."

As I looked at the stressed Kingsley before me, grappling with the challenges our love presented, a twinge of heartache couldn't be avoided.

Regardless of the orchestrator behind the scenes, I had to admit that person