Chapter 103

*Rafe*

The party had come to end about an hour ago but it felt like the torture i was going through was just the beginning. Especially because of the lady who was sitting in my chambers.

Jessica was prattling on about something, her voice a distant hum against the storm raging in my mind. I sat on the edge of my bed, staring blankly at the flickering candlelight, but all I could see was Freya. Freya, dancing with Daniel, their laughter echoing louder than the music at the werewolf festival ball tonight. My chest tightened as I recalled the way he spun her around, his hands lingering on...