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

Kingsley's POV"Hey, I thought you weren't going to come," Mark exclaimed. Upon my arrival, I noticed Mark and Finley strolling towards me."Kingsley, this guy said he's bringing a date tonight. Can you believe it?" Mark pointed at Finley and said."Oh, yeah? Who is it?" I replied absentmindedly, unable to divert my gaze from scanning the surroundings."That's the one I mentioned to you guys before, the one I met at the hospital," Finley explained.Mark's curiosity was evident, "Come on, spill the beans. What's she like?"Finley smiled and said, "She's very straightforward and cute. Her thoughts are written all over her face."Mark teased, "Brother, women are the most enigmatic beings in the world. Don't be deceived by their delicate appearance."Finley chuckled, "She's different. I'm quite certain she's the most captivating person I've ever met."Mark grew more intrigued, "What kind of charm does this woman possess? You've onl

Freya's POVTracy was left dazed by the slap, blacking out for a second before she could identify the person who had struck her - Kingsley's sister, Joyce."Nice one!" I couldn't help but inwardly applaud Joyce. Never had I found her so adorable.Tracy was unsteady on her feet and crashed directly into the table beside her. The pyramid of wine glasses she hit tumbled over, clattering noisily. Tracy fell to the ground, her skirt's hem covered in red wine and glass fragments.The party was abruptly interrupted by the loud commotion, drawing the attention of the crowd.Joyce was in the midst of her rage, not yet realizing the trouble she was in. She pointed at Tracy's nose and cursed, "You damn bitch! If you can't control your horny wolf all over the place, you'd better see a doctor!"Saying that, she even moved as if to approach Tracy. Finley hurriedly restrained her, asking, "What are you saying?""She's practically throwing he

Freya's POVAt the Café.I sat across from Finley, watching as he sipped his coffee.After a moment of hesitation, I spoke up, "By the way, about me approaching you regarding the lawsuit... I think it's better to just forget about it."Finley looked up and asked, "What made you change your mind?"For a moment, I struggled to find an explanation. "Do you remember this Twitter account?" Finley suddenly brought his phone closer and pointed to a screenshot on it, asking me.I glanced at it briefly and replied, "Of course I remember. Among the people who sent me hateful private messages, she was the most aggressive one."There was a brief silence from Finley before he spoke again, "Do you have a personal issue with Tracy?"My posture shifted and I pursed my lips. "Why do you ask?"Finley zoomed in on the screenshot he had just taken. "The hand in this avatar belongs to Tracy."I was still missing the connection. Since ma

Freya's POVAt night, moonlight poured through the dense forest, its silvery glow stretching the shadows of the trees, creating an aura of serenity.I stood in an open meadow, my eyes brimming with wonder and excitement. Before me stood Tucker Short, Gamma of the Dark Moon Pack, who had been training me in various fighting techniques since my childhood and was my most revered instructor.Tucker walked slowly towards me as he spoke, "Freya, tonight I will teach you how to better control your instincts and utilize your werewolf powers more effectively.""First, you must attune yourself to the sounds of the forest. Close your eyes and feel the wind rustling through the leaves, listen to the murmur of that distant stream. Connect with nature, and your instincts will sharpen."I obediently closed my eyes and began to tune in to the sounds around me.When I reopened my eyes, Tucker smiled and nodded, then said, "Good. Now let's focus on your speed