But now she understood—he had simply been satisfying his wolf elsewhere and no longer bothered to pretend with her.
Her crystal comm-stone vibrated. Another taunting message from Sorenna lit up its surface.
This time, it was a photo of the bathchamber in complete disarray—and a pair of ripped obsidian-silk thigh stockings tossed beside the wolf-mark mirror.
Sorenna’s words followed, [Guess what your Alpha just did? It’s only a necklace. Take it if you want. His heart and everything else are with me now.]
Freya didn’t block her. Sorenna still had a role to play in the coming days.
Her bitter thoughts were shattered by a distant, desperate wail echoing through the Moon Manor corridors. “Mommy! Mommy, where are you?!”
The heartrending cries jolted her back to reality. Freya wiped her tears and stepped out of the chamber.
Kael sprinted toward her, leaping into her arms like a frightened wolf pup. “I thought Mommy didn’t want me anymore!”
He burst into sobs, burying his face in her shoulder. “Promise me—wherever you go, you have to take me with you!”
Hearing the commotion, Riven arrived in haste. He froze, watching the mother and pup cling to each other, but a strange unease crept up his spine.