After an abrupt stampede, Freya was hastily taken to the hospital, yet her mate Kingsley found solace in another woman. For three long years, Freya harbored the hope that her love would thaw Kingsley's icy heart, but alas, her yearning proved to be nothing more than a jest. She observed Kingsley showering the other woman with affection, and now, weary of unrequited devotion, she resolved to depart, vowing to reject him. However, the aloof Kingsley underwent an astonishing transformation, assuming a new persona as he fervently pursued Freya.

Love Me, Or Reject Me

　　The people around me who attended the funeral offered to step aside. 


　　I tightened my lips and walked over to Freya with a solemn expression. 


　　In just a few days, Freya had lost a considerable amount of weight, and at this moment, her face appeared pale. 


　　The moment I saw her, my heart ached. 


　　I stepped forward and gently placed my hand on Freya's shoulder, casting a cold glance in Theo's direction as my inner wolf let out an angry growl. "What were you about to say?"


　　Theo immediately shifted into a falsely ingratiating smile and inclined his back, "Nothing. I meant to say that I'm certain that you'll take good care of Freya." 


　　I gave him a cold glance and remained silent.


　　I turned to Freya and whispered apologetically, "I'm sorry I'm late." 


　　Freya replied in a hushed tone, "It's alright. You've always been late after all."


　　As we exchanged looks, Freya's gaze seemed distant, as though I were a stranger to her. 


Chapter 43 Freya's Rejection