CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND THREE - COLD RECEPTION

As the first course was served, Freya began to reminisce, her voice taking on a wistful tone. "You know, Anna, Erik and I have quite a history together. Did he ever mention that?" Anna shook her head, her stomach clenching with anxiety. "No, he didn't." Freya's eyes glittered with something akin to triumph. "No? How strange. We were quite close, you see. I was his Luna for many years." The revelation hit Anna like a physical blow. She struggled to keep her expression neutral as Freya continued. "Of course, that was before my dear brother passed away, and I had to return to Norway to lead the Ulfheim pack. Erik was so devoted to me, despite our age difference. He always did have a preference for... mature women." The implication was clear, and Anna felt her cheeks flush with a mixture of anger and embarrassment. She could see the staff watching her reaction from the corners of their eyes, their expressions a mixture of curiosity and disdain. "I'm sure Erik has changed a lot since