Chapter 62 Goodbye, Freya

　　Kingsley's POV 　　Standing in Luna Plaza, I gazed at the statue of Moon God before me, and memories of Freya flooded my mind. 　　Her disappointment - "What was I thinking? Expecting anything from you?" 　　Her stubbornness - "Let's see if I can thrive after leaving you." 　　The way she looked as she moaned my name in the high pitch of her orgasm. "Kingsley." 　　Her indifference - "You don't need to explain anything, Kingsley. I only believe what I see." 　　Her mischievousness when she put on a gown to purposely lure me out of control - "Like what you see?" 　　Her anger - "I was never exclusively yours, and I don't desire someone who desires another." 　　Her desperation - "Kingsley, I, Freya, of the Dark Moon Pack, hereby reject you as my mate, Kingsley Wright, from the Shadowmoon Pack." 　　... 　　I closed my eyes, my heart aching, and my wolf let out a guttural whimper of sadness. 　　After a long pause, I opened my eyes and gazed at the statue of Moon God, whispering in my most reverent ton