Chapter 906:

Kristian squirmed, trying to break free, clutching his chest where the pain was sharpening. Standing at the warehouse door, he rasped, “I’m done for. If Lawrence patches me up again, it might be my last round.”

He didn’t know how much time he had left. But forever wasn’t in the cards.

If Freya had chosen him, he’d have ditched Lawrence’s treatments, happy just to be by her side.

But she didn’t want him.

So what was the point of fighting it?

He couldn’t stomach seeing her with someone else, nor could he picture a sunny life after her rejection.

Freya’s hand, steadying him, faltered. “Or did you go through all this to save me just so he doesn’t die?” The thought sent a jolt of raw emotion through Kristian.

“Whether it’s you or him, I want you both safe,” Freya said, her eyes brimming with honesty. “I don’t want either of you hurt or gone.” The Kristian now, or Freyrian, had never turned a blade on himself, and even if he’d tricked her, she understood why.

he’d paid his dues

didn’t want them to suffer—she just wanted

be?” Kristian pressed, needing her answer. “Me or

and unflinching. Deep down, she wasn’t sure how to choose, but with Kristian asking point-blank, she gave

understood, that he was just chasing her stance. So why not give him a

curved into a faint smile as he leaned into her,

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came next, he’d be the one to fade away. But he was content. That warm embrace, Freya’s unwavering answer—it

him

the blood from the bodyguard’s eyes. Freya eased him into the

the car, the remote countryside crawling by as they wound through narrow

into the city, the clock just ticking past one

Freya’s phone buzzed with a call from Lawrence. “I’m in Alerith,” Lawrence said, cutting to the chase the

as a ghost, and she kept the earlier chaos

supposed to have

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