A Warrior Luna's Awakening (Freya and Caelum) novel Chapter 119

Chapter 119

Freya’s POV

“Steal?” Kade scoffed, the corner of his mouth curling in that lazy, infuriating smirk of his as he weighed the diamond necklace in his hand. “I’m just helping Freya reclaim what’s rightfully hers. You really think you could take me to wolf court for this?”

The words hit Caelum like a cold gust of wind. He had almost forgotten that Kade Blackridge came from one of The Capital’s most formidable legal dynasties. The Blackridge family’s influence was absolute; their protégés dominated the top law firms. A single word from Kade’s father could make or break a case, and the very thought made Caelum stiffen.

Aurora’s glare burned into Kade, her jealousy sizzling in the morning air. “When did you become a sidekick like this, Kade? I didn’t see it coming. Freya, capable as she is, first flirts with Silas Whitmor, and now even you? You’re conspiring with her?”

I narrowed my eyes at her, the wolf inside me bristling at the venom in her tone. Before I could even respond, Kade moved- a fluid, predatory step forward and delivered a sharp, precise slap across Aurora’s cheek.

She yelped, the sting of the strike cutting deeper than any words could. Only yesterday, she’d endured Silas’s reprimand at the gala. She had spent hours masking the swelling with makeup, and now–today–it was Kade’s hand that reminded her who truly held power in this game.

“Kade, you can’t-” Caelum stepped in, his growl low and cautious, placing himself between Kade and Aurora.

Kade’s gaze, cold and unwavering, locked on Aurora. “This is a warning,” he said smoothly. “Say anything more against Freya, and a single slap won’t be enough to silence you.”

Aurora’s eyes narrowed to slits, hatred and shock mingling as she shot daggers at me. “You just hide behind men, Freya, that’s all you do!”

I tilted my head, the wolf’s predator instinct kicking in, and gave her a look sharp enough to pierce through steel. “Are you sure you want me to show you what happens when I act?” I said, voice icy. “Because if I strike, it won’t just be a minor sting like at the airport.”

Her body stiffened instantly. The airport incident–humiliating and permanent in her memory–flashed vividly in her eyes.

“What did I do wrong?” she spat, teeth bared. “At the airport, I acted for the safety of everyone on that plane. And you, Freya… you had the nerve to incite the authorities!”

Kade’s smirk deepened, his tone dripping with contempt. “Aurora, you dare lecture someone about morality? Haven’t you reflected enough on your little stint at the station?”

I folded my arms, letting the wolf in me radiate dominance. “If you still don’t realize your errors, then perhaps your career as a first officer is at an end,” I said, deliberately slow and cold.

Aurora’s eyes burned, rage twisting her features. “I know what you’re jealous of, Freya! Jealous that Caelum noticed me, jealous that I became first officer, jealous of what you can never reach!”

I felt Kade snicker beside me before I could even speak. His gaze on Aurora was full of disdain, wolfish and piercing. “Jealousy? Aurora, do you really think anyone envies the concern of a fool like Caelum for you?”

I nodded, feeling the pack instinct relax only slightly now that Kade was beside me. “Yes.”

As we moved, Caelum blocked our path, voice strained. “Kade… return the necklace.”

Kade’s hand was steady as he handed it to me. “This belongs with Freya,” he said firmly.

The necklace glimmered in my hand, the diamonds catching the sunlight like captured stars. Years of my labor, years of building alongside Caelum, and yet he had lavished all of that on Aurora. The necklace was both beautiful and mocking–a symbol of misplaced loyalty and squandered effort.

Caelum’s voice was low, tense. “Freya, I know I owe you… but that necklace is hers. Please, just give it back. I’ll repay you later

I raised a brow, feeling the wolf in me growl softly. “Caelum,” I said slowly, letting the weight of my presence fill the space, “you owe me? How exactly do you intend to repay that debt? Do you think you could ever?”

Silence followed. The tension in the morning air was thick and palpable, a storm before the lightning strike. I felt the pack instincts within me pulse, a reminder: loyalty, dominance, and pride weren’t just words. They were survival.

And today, I would not let anyone forget it.