Chapter 67 The Past

Freya's POV

I pushed Kingsley aside and hastily got out of the car, stumbling as I went.

Unexpectedly, I met Finley there.

What was he doing here so late at night?

"Freya," Finley whispered my name, his eyes carrying a hint of bitterness. "Did Alpha Kingsley give you a ride home?"

I hung...

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