Riven exhaled helplessly. “Always stubborn. Leave those tasks to me from now on.”
Then he added, “For our anniversary, Kael and I picked a jade moon-bracelet for you. Do you like it?”
He handed her a small bag, his expression full of apology.
“I wanted to take you out for a proper feast tonight, but something urgent came up in the Alpha Courts. I had to bring Kael with me. Let’s reschedule for next lunar week, all right?”
Kael nodded eagerly. “Daddy was super busy! I even fell asleep waiting for him at the office!”
Freya studied Riven’s face long and hard. The look he wore was the same tender devotion he used to show her—not a flicker of guilt, not a shadow of remorse.
As for his so-called dinner plans, she already knew he had taken Kael to visit Sorenna. There was no way he could divide his time to celebrate with her—even if he tried to pretend otherwise.
Freya let out a soft, cold laugh. She glanced briefly at the bracelet and said lightly, “I understand. Let’s go in. Look—Kael’s freezing.”
Once, she would have wrapped her little wolf in her own cloak, shielding him from the icy wind. Now she didn’t bother. The excuse simply helped her shift the topic.