Chapter 67 The Past

　　Freya's POV 　　I pushed Kingsley aside and hastily got out of the car, stumbling as I went. 　　Unexpectedly, I met Finley there. 　　What was he doing here so late at night? 　　"Freya," Finley whispered my name, his eyes carrying a hint of bitterness. "Did Alpha Kingsley give you a ride home?" 　　I hung my head in shame, contemplating what had just occurred. "Finley, I..." 　　"Freya, I know all about it. Can we talk about it?" 　　I nodded and opened the door to my room, inviting Finley inside. He approached and settled on the couch as I poured him a cup of coffee. 　　Finley took a cautious sip of his coffee and then seemed to come to a decision before speaking, "Kingsley isn't actually Grace's biological son." 　　I froze in place. 　　What? 　　I had expected Finley to ask about what was happening between Kingsley and me, not to reveal such a significant secret. 　　Seeing my stunned expression, Finley chuckled softly. "Surprised, aren't you? I was just as shocked as you when I first learned about i