Kingsley's POVJust then, the door swung open, and my Luna, Freya, walked in, holding a cup of coffee. She spoke in a sweet voice, "Kingsley, here's your coffee."Setting the coffee on the table, she pouted, appearing somewhat reluctant, but then flashed me a smile. I reached for the cup, taking a sip; it was the exact flavor I enjoyed."Can I head out now? You seem to be quite occupied," Freya asked, her gaze briefly shifting towards Jeremy, who stood off to the side.I felt a slight pang of dissatisfaction, her constant desire to leave me causing the wolf within me to instinctively whimper."Wait for me in the side lounge," I responded unhappily.Why did my Luna always entertain the idea of leaving me? Was she trying to play hard to get?? Or was this her way of punishing me?Freya's expression hinted at displeasure; she started to say something, yet obediently made her way to the side lounge. The door closed with a thud, a silent expression of her discontent."Women are always lik
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