FREYA'S POVThe roaring in my head became much louder as I stood still, taking in the image in front of me. My face was a picture of betrayal, with tears rolling down my face.

“Kian,” I called, walking towards the bed, my hands trembling. I had no response. I pushed harder towards the mating bond, but it was silent.

My throat tightened, and I knew something was wrong. Rain lay on his chest, her hair spilling across the sheet, and her naked skin touching his. I was so irritated by the ...