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Chapter 105

*Freya*

I pushed through the heavy wooden doors of my room, the morning chill biting at my skin. The corridors were empty at this hour, a stark contrast to the lively ball that had taken place just last night. A pang of irritation surged through me as I recalled the scene: Rafe, the Alpha king, standing tall and commanding as always, but his attention had solely been on Jessica. Her high-pitched laughter echoed in my mind, an unbearable reminder of how he had ignored me.

"Rafe," I murmured under my breath, quickening my pace. It wasn't my right to question him—I knew that well enough. He was the alpha king; his duties often required him to entertainthe other ladies, sometimes even flirt with them. But last night... last night had been different. He hadn't even acknowledged my presence, let alone spoken to me.

A knot formed in my stomach as I remembered attempting to approach him—how I had tried to engage him in conversation, only to be met with cold indifference. He'd laug