Niklaus didn't speak, just stared at Freya meaningfully.
"No way!" Freya exclaimed, finally understanding his intention. "You are not staying here!"
"A hundred thousand dollars. Per night," Niklaus stated coldly.
Freya crossed her arms. "Impossible. Who knows what you're really after?"
"What makes you so sure I have ulterior motives?" His eyes darkened, and the sandalwood and pine scent that was uniquely his grew stronger in the small apartment.
Freya couldn't help but recall their painful past. The promises he'd broken, the times he'd chosen Rebekah over her. She rolled her eyes. "Just no."
She had already been considering legal action. A two-year separation would automatically lead to divorce under wolf law. This complication was the last thing she needed.
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