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

　　A gentle jolt stirred me from my sleep.


　　As I sat up, the realization hit me swiftly—the boat was swaying back and forth, creating a discomforting churn in my stomach. Anticipating a potential bout of seasickness, I clung to the hope that I might be one of the fortunate few spared from it.


　　"Ugh…" I groaned, dragging myself to the bathroom.


　　A teasing voice interrupted my misery. "Look at you, what a mess!"


　　I turned to find Boone Carlyle, the Gamma of the Black Wolf Pack, leaning casually in the doorway.


　　"What's the matter?" I said coldly.


　　"Don't forget who got you out of there, Grace. You shouldn't talk to me like that," Boone reminded me as he strolled into the room and took a seat.


　　Suppressing my irritation, I pursed my lips and closed my eyes; this was still a far cry from Bonnatown, the Black Wolf Pack's territory.


Chapter 108 Grace's Plan