Chapter 64

Killian and his mother walked in. Beatrice Abernathy wore the same sour look she had at the wedding. She glared at Freya.

​ “Well, well, well. If it isn’t the little gold-digger herself. Aria, wasn’t it?”

​ “Her name is Freya,” Will answered, his fists clenched at his sides. “And will not speak to my wife in that manner!”

​ “Don’t raise your voice at me, I am your mother!”

​ “You haven