Chapter 34

Freya's pov.

I struggled, my muscles tensing as I yanked against Alaric’s iron grip. My teeth clenched, my voice low and seething. "Let go of me."

Instead of complying, he squeezed harder, his fingers digging into my wrist like a vice. A slow, satisfied chuckle rumbled from his throat. "Well, w...

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