Freya's Pov
"I swear I am so f*****g confused," I breathed out as Elena's warm hands embraced me. "Shhh… stop crying, it's too early to cry," she said, and I saw the sadness in her eyes. She pitied me, and I hated it.
The words that came out of my mouth were raw and real, reflecting the turmoil raging inside me. Elena's comforting touch only amplified the storm of emotions, making it even harder to find clarity.
"I don't want to be his breeder anymore," I muttered, as if saying the words out loud could somehow make them real. The bitter truth was that I had no say in the matter. My father had sold me off like livestock, and I was at the mercy of Logan's whims.
If only he were ugly, I thought bitterly. At least then I could hate him easily, without this sickening conflict insi
