FREYA'S POV
The roaring in my head became much louder as I stood still, taking in the image in front of me. My face was a picture of betrayal, with tears rolling down my face.
“Kian,” I called, walking towards the bed, my hands trembling. I had no response. I pushed harder towards the mating bond, but it was silent.
My throat tightened, and I knew something was wrong. Rain lay on his chest, her hair spilling across the sheet, and her naked skin touching his. I was so irritated by the sight. Something in me grew in anger and fury.
“Rain,” I growled, pushing her away from my man. She woke up with a slight smirk on her mouth, and I knew she was already awake and knew when I had walked in.
“What’s going on?” She asked in a soft voice. She stretched lazily with a smug smile.
I slapped he
