Ronan’s POV“Can’t any of you answer me?” Freya asked again and she had irritation clear in her voice. I knew we might bump into her since we were still in the day. But I couldn’t care less about what anyone might think. Fiona is carrying my child and I am going to do all that it takes to help her have a safe delivery. Irrespective of what anyone, not even my queen, might think.“Can you not raise your voice like we are fighting?” I rebuked. Freya sucked her teeth, the maids behind her even though they had their heads bound were mumbling to themselves. I wonder why she finds it hard to walk alone. “Why is Fiona locked in your arms early in the day?” “I….” Fiona wanted to respond but I stopped her. Keeping my face calm, I held Freya’s gaze. “The doctor advised Fiona to exercise as frequently as possible. Her body isn’t in the best of state now and I am helping.” Freya looked shocked beyond words. Swallowing, she took a closer step towards me. “Even at that, you are the king. You s
Fiona’s POVA giggle escaped my lips as Ronan arms wrapped around me protectively. I was surprised when he returned to the room after dinner saying he would spend the night with me. He has been doing so for the past two weeks. My selfish self didn’t bother to ask if Freya was okay with it. All that mattered was spending these precious times with Ronan. I am learning that happiness is not something that you wait for to happen. Sometimes you will have to make a move for it on your own. Fate won’t necessarily form the paths. And I am sincerely sorry to Freya. But this was meant to be. I placed a soft kiss on his strong arm. Hoping they will forever remain around me. Protecting me from the night and any kind of harm. I shifted in his hold, feeling pressure in my bladder. Pregnancy makes me want to pee every time and I wish it would hold back this time around. All I want to do is be in Ronan’s arms and not have to leave. But the pressure intensified and I had no other choice but to get u
Ronan’s POV “You are leaving?” I asked the doctor. He blinked his tired eyes at me. “Yes, Your Majesty. My presence won’t be of any use right now.” I kissed my teeth, glaring at him. “How can it not? You saw how much pain she was in yesterday. Does that not bother you? Your patient is fighting for her life and you want to leave her? What am I supposed to do when she wakes up and the pain grips her again? As your king, I am ordering you to stay back!” I growled. He bowed his head with so much humility I felt guilty immediately. “Please, your majesty. The herb that I prepared for her will ease whatever pain until the actual due date. I have to go and make preparations for her. I am just a few blocks away from your majesty.” The last sentence made me curse under my breath. I had totally forgotten that he is the assigned royal physician and has a workroom right here. My anxiousness has gotten the best of me. Shame wouldn’t let me face him. I rubbed at my face, not taking my hand off
Ronan’s POV “She is going to be fine. There is no need to get yourself so worked up.” Timon comforted me repeatedly. I inhaled deeply, feeling my insides shake intensely. Dion kept reassuring me. Fiona is in actual labor this time around. And I really want to be next to her. But I arrived a bit late due to the council meeting that I was in. I have spent the past few days with her, ensuring that she is not in any kind of discomfort. “I should be in there with her,” I said pacing the hallway back and forth. “Just calm down.” Said Dion. After what felt like hours, the door finally opened and the doctor beamed brightly. I don’t think I have ever seen him smile before. “Congratulations, your majesty. It's a baby boy.” He announced. My racing heart relaxed all at once and I felt like the happiest person to ever exist. “How is Fiona?” “She is fine and just needs rest. But you can come in to see her before she gets back to sleep.” I didn’t need to be told that as I hurried into the r
Author’s POV Isla’s heart thumped against her chest so hard it seemed to be taking her breath away. For every shaky breath she took her eyes lingered on the door. The fear of Freya jumping out of the dark and reaching for her makes her fear for her life. She just couldn’t do it. Killing someone who has done nothing to anyone but just exists feels outrageous. All through the night Fiona was in labor, her painful yells kept ringing in Isla’s ears. She is a mother herself, why would she be the one to deprive another mother and child of being together? Freya had been her lifesaver some years back, but that doesn’t count as being a murderer on her behalf. Isla had to rethink her actions, especially with how much the Alpha King had done to give her son back to her. She is no doubt in danger now for not carrying out the plan. Isla felt glad that she didn’t poison Fiona the first time she had been ordered to. Getting to know Fiona and how sweet she is coupled with the pain she had to endur
Ronan’s POV Tears laced my eyes as I raced through the forest leading back to the palace. It is still so surreal that anyone will be so hellbent on taking everything away from me. As it stands I don’t mind giving up my throne for whoever this ghost is that keeps snatching my people away from me. My body aches from running a far distance. Dion kept going knowing It was best to keep moving. Returning to the palace without anyone suspecting my movement overnight is the best thing to do. I feel more relaxed knowing Fiona is safe. I have decided on a name for our son and Fiona looked happy with it. Louis, the same name as my father. My son warms my heart every time I look at him. I really wish I didn’t have to leave him and his mother all by themselves. I still had an hour before the day breaks by the time I returned to the palace. I laid my tired self next to Freya letting sleep evade me. “Ronan? Ronan?” I heard a voice call my name from a distance. My lashes fluttered as I tried to
Author’s POV Freya felt restless as she paced Callum’s study back and forth. She wasn’t prepared for the way things turned out with Fiona. She let out a string of curses under her breath. The mistake she made was trusting Isla to do the job right. Her heart raced hard at the thought of Ronan already knowing who the culprit was. He hardly hides anything from her. As they spoke this morning, she couldn’t even read his eyes. Callum opened the door to the study holding her gaze. “You need to hide quickly behind my chair and do your best to be quiet. Ronan is here.” He announced. “Why didn’t you talk faster?” She queried scampering off to the chair. He sat down quickly just in time for Ronan's entry. Freya had to stay very low to keep her husband from sniffing her out. Ronan walked in mumbling a greeting to his uncle. “Ronan.” Callum let out in a strangled voice. “I wasn’t expecting you. Shouldn’t you be with your childbearer now? I am sorry that you have constantly been at the receiv
Fiona’s POV Louis looked like the most beautiful person in my eyes. I don’t think I have looked away from him for over a minute. I feel so protective of him that it is all I want to keep doing with him wrapped in the safety of my arms. He looks so much like Ronan. Giving me a glimpse of his childhood. “Are you alright, my lady? You have been staring at him for so long.” Isla said breaking into my thoughts. I smiled weakly. “I just can’t keep my eyes off him. I take joy in watching him.” She sat next to me, caressing his tiny feet. “I know exactly how you feel. And I am almost jealous. I didn’t get the chance to hold him close at this stage before he was taken away from me. But the little time I got to see him, my heart was snatched immediately. I kept thinking of him. His face is all that I dream of.” My heart tightened at the pain she must be going through. I can’t imagine myself being “Do you think you will ever get the chance to see him again?” Her face brightened up again. “