Freya's POV
The throbbing was so intense it felt like a noose was around my neck. I clawed at the mark, sitting up I scootched to the edge of the bed, loathing Kael. The remaining connection to him was suffocating me.
I ran fingers through my loose hair, teeth worrying my bottom lip. What was I doing? Ezren was drunk, and it wasn’t a full-moon. Why the hell was he rambling about being my husband and me being indifferent in the middle of foreplay?
The throb of the mark started to burn, my body trembling. I pulled in a sharp breath. Ezren stopped pressing for answers. I could hardly breathe. Slowly I felt the bed move behind me. Long strong legs slid along each side of me.
His hands gripped my hips and dragged me closer to his hard body. I leaned into his warmth trying to forget the pa
