Chapter 60 Coward

　　Kingsley's POV 　　"So you must have accepted me as your mate because you love me too?" 　　After a cheer, Finley took the microphone and locked eyes with Freya. The people around her gradually fell silent, all anticipating Freya's response, and so did I. 　　Freya slowly lifted her head, appearing a bit flustered, perhaps uncomfortable with the situation, or maybe internally uncertain as well. 　　She stood there without nodding or declining, and the time stretched on, making it feel like a century had passed. 　　I couldn't allow any chance for her to answer him, so while everyone held their breath waiting for Freya to reply, I discreetly made my way to the DJ booth. 　　When no one was paying attention, I turned the volume up to the maximum, causing a deafening sound that resonated across the dance floor, prompting everyone to instinctively cover their ears amid screams of excitement. 　　This interruption helped alleviate Freya's predicament somewhat. 　　"Finley, I..." 　　Fortunately, my keen