Chapter 1152

Freya let out a scream and spun around to flee. But before she could escape, Ryan's arms wrapped around her, pinning her to the ground. "I'm only doing this for your own good, Ryan. Please stop!" she protested, her voice laced with desperation. Her words fell on deaf ears as the sound of fabric ripping filled the air. "I'll let you go, but only if you tell the others tonight that I've fully recovered," he demanded, his gaze intense and unyielding. Suddenly, his face contorted in pain, and he gasped sharply. He winced as he examined his shoulder, realizing there was a fresh bite mark. Seizing the moment, Freya scrambled away from his hold, quickly tugging her shirt back into place. "Does it hurt?" she asked, feeling a pang of regret for her actions. She had been too harsh, and now, seeing his pain, she wished she had been gentler. "Freya, you…" Ryan could barely form the words. His eyes were burning with frustration, but he didn't scold her. He just stared at her, speechless. F