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. “
Ronan’s POV Returning to the palace after spending the night with Fiona and Louis. I finally made up my mind on what to do. Even though it was glaring from the beginning. I kept telling myself I could play on both sides. It happens that I have been fooling myself. Laying next to Fiona and our son, it dawned on me that I wanted to spend the rest of my days with them. Show them off to the world as much as I desire. I can not do any of it if I don’t come out clean to Freya. Ever since Fiona’s arrival at the palace, I have not paid her much attention. We haven’t been intimate as mates for months. That alone tells a lot of things. I care very much about Freya. Which is why I feel guilty lying to her face. I have no idea how she is going to take this. But I can’t keep hiding away from the truth. Dion huffed and puffed as we kept running through the woods. To gather enough courage, I had come to the woods to clear my head. It would help me get through to the queen. “We should head back n
Author’s POVThe entire room was in disarray from Freya’s raging moment. She wished she had pounced on Ronan and tore his mouth apart. She can’t seem to get a grip on everything happening around her. To think Callum and her brother had predicted it. She felt like a fool for trusting everything would be back to normal. She should have poisoned Fiona herself and watched the witch bleed to death. Her eyes were blinded by her tears as she pulled at the bedsheet cursing everything she believed in. “I am going to kill her! I am going to kill her!” Freya screamed at the top of her voice. Levi opened the door, rushing into the room to hold his sister up. “What is wrong with you, Freya? Get a grip on yourself! I have been hearing your wail from the hallway.” He stated pulling her up. “Let go of me! Let me go!” She retorted struggling against his hold. He tightened his grip on her and held her down firmly. “What is wrong with you? Why are you acting like your world is crashing down on you?
Author’s POVCallum had a distasteful expression on his face as he stared blankly at Freya. He knew she would return. Someone as indecisive as her would always find her way back. Crossing his arms, he fluttered his lashes. “Why are you here, Freya?” He asked in a cold tone. Freya scratched the back of her neck as she tried to come up with the best excuse. She had thought of her lines all through the day before sneaking out of the palace to see him. Yet the words escape her. “I am sorry for how I had reacted the other day. I wasn’t thinking straight. You have been the one looking out for me since all of this began. I just got ahead of myself for no reason. Let’s continue with our plan. Ronan and his childbearer have to die. And we would rule over the Mastorian Kingdom.” Her eyes looked dreamy as she spoke. He hissed. “How old do you think I am Freya? Do I look like a child to you? You were standing right there a few days ago and telling me how much you regret joining hands with me.
Ronan’s POV“You shouldn’t have told her like that.” Timon rebuked as we ran through the woods together. I huffed, “my conscience just couldn’t stand it any longer. She probably trusts that I am still very much in love with her when my heart actually belongs to another. You know how important Freya is to me. I could not continue hurting her.” He paused abruptly. “The problem here that you are refusing to see is the fact that she would feel cheated regardless of how you intend to spin it. The Luna Queen has had several fights with you because she suspected that you paid your childbearer too much attention. Now it turns out she is right. Put yourself in her shoes. How would you feel to know that your marriage and position are on the verge of ruin?” Sometimes I hate how much Timon reasons every situation around him. He always seems to have a kind of long thought to everything. “What am I supposed to do, Timon? All of this is out of my control. This is probably fated.” “Let’s head ba