Ninety two *Freya*Rafe looked so vulnerable lying there, his handsome face unnaturally pale, dark lashes fanned out against his sculpted cheekbones. Tears prickled my eyes as I stared at him.I'd always found him breathtaking, but now, with the knowledge of what he'd risked for me, what he'd sacrificed, he'd never seemed more beautiful. Or more beyond my reach.Rafe was everything I'd ever wanted. Strong, brave, compassionate. A true leader who inspired loyalty in all those around him. His people adored him, and with good reason. He always put their needs before his own.And this time, he'd put my life before his. The king of the werewolves had bargained with his mortal enemy, spilled his own blood, all to save a lowly, wolfless nobody like me. I didn't deserve his selflessness. Especially not when my very existence apparently posed a threat to him and everyone else I cared about. But I couldn't stop myself from needing him, like I needed air in my lungs and a heart beating in my c

Ninety four*Freya*I stared out the window of my chambers, my thoughts swirling with memories of Rafe. How he had singlehandedly saved my life last night. The way his strong arms felt around me, his dark blue eyes gazing into my soul. I couldn't stop thinking about last night, how he had selflessly risked his own life to save mine when that poison coursed through my veins. My heart clenched at the thought of almost losing him. The memory of last night consumed my mind, the way he had fearlessly put himself in harm's way to rescue me from the venom coursing through my veins. He had sucked the poison out with his own mouth, taking on the danger for me. My heart twisted at the thought of almost losing him, my savior and protector. The scene replayed in my head like a vivid dream, each detail etched into my mind - the frantic beating of his heart, the beads of sweat on his brow, the determined set of his jaw. I couldn't shake off the overwhelming gratitude and love I felt towards him, my

Ninety six*Freya*"You just thought of something and blocked out your mind. For you to do that, it means you don't want me to know about it." Rafe sounded offended. "Well..I.." I thought of what I could say to save myself "Just tell me….What are you thinking about?" Rafe's voice was like a velvet caress, his eyes boring into mine with an intensity that made my heart race. I had to think fast. If he knew I was dwelling on Kelly and Jessica's mean-spirited antics, he would be furious. He despised them for their cruelty towards me.I took a deep breath, letting it out slowly as I summoned up the right words to distract him. "I was just thinking about how much I love you," I said, my voice soft and sincere. "And how thankful I am that you didn't die when you sucked the poison out of my body."He smiled, his fangs glinting in the dim light of the room. "You have nothing to worry about, Freya. I will always protect you." The tension between us was palpable, like a physical force that

Chapter 98*Rafe*The gentle breeze from the open window played with my hair, sending strands cascading across my face. I leaned against the windows, gazing out at the stunning view of the city below. Golden rays of sunlight filtered through the clouds, painting everything in a warm glow. My mind drifted back to last night, and I couldn't help but smile. Freya's laughter still rang in my ears, each note like a Music that I never wanted to end. The faint scent of her perfume lingered in the air, reminding me of every moment we had shared together. As I ran my fingers through my hair, I could almost feel her touch once again, igniting a warmth within my chest. It had been a perfect night - every whisper, every shared breath - and the memory of it would stay with me forever. I wanted her again. I couldn’t deny that I was getting obsessed with her. "Freya…" Her name slipped from my lips in a soft murmur, the sound almost tangible as it hovered in the air. In my mind, I could see her cle

Chapter 100*Rafe**Rafe*The grand ballroom glittered under the cascade of crystal chandeliers hanging high above, the light changing into a dazzling ray of colors. The polished marble floors reflected the luxury as elegantly dressed couples swirled and danced in perfect harmony to the soft music of a live orchestra. My eyes swept over the scene, taking in the lavish gowns in different shades of deep emerald, royal blue, and crimson red. Everyone ladies outfit seemed more extravagant than the other, adorned with either beads, lace, or silken textures that spoke of wealth and status.Noble werewolves from different packs around the globe mingled together, their laughter and chatter forming an undertone to the music. The air was thick with their scents—distinctive, powerful, each one telling its own story of lineage and strength. It was clear that tonight’s ball was the pinnacle of social gatherings, a gathering of the werewolf elite. "Isn't it magnificent, Rafe?" Jessica's voice brok