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
Ronan’s POVLouis let out his loud childish laugh as I tickled his side. It feels so good to finally get the chance to play with my child. We have gotten closer as it should be. He has stuffed himself with every sweet chewables the party has to offer. I have a feeling Isla would have a hard time putting him to bed.“So sorry, Your Highness. I will take him now.” Isla pleaded.“It is alright, Isla. Thank you. Where is my wife?”“She is getting changed.”“Alright, thank you.”After the usual open ceremony that involved every member of the Nestorian kingdom, Fiona was crowned as the Luna Queen. We returned to the palace to celebrate with a ball, ushering in anyone who desired to attend. Fiona made the most beautiful bride I have ever seen in her wedding dress. I wish we didn’t have to be so engaged in honoring our guests and just have her to myself.“Wow, he is, the man of the hour.” Timon teased sitting next to me.“I have been looking around for you. Where have you been?” I questioned.
Fiona’s POVI glanced discreetly at Ronan and smiled to myself. He looks much better than he was a month ago. When Lord Timon arrived with a carriage saying we were returning to the palace, I thought it was a joke. I had almost given up on the thought that we would ever get to return since Ronan never seemed to have an answer.When we arrived there was a lot of acknowledgment from the very people who didn’t care to see me. I never knew Ronan’s uncle and didn’t think too highly of him after hearing about all that he did. What I didn’t expect was the situation of Freya. It was okay when she plotted to have me dead, but shocking at her intention to kill Ronan. You never know what people are capable of. Dawn didn’t appear too concerned about the death of her father, but she finally got the chance to mourn her mother properly.I felt sorry for Dawn and Ronan, even though my experience wasn’t as epic as theirs. I do know what it feels like to have the ones you trust to play on your heart an
Ronan’s POVMy entire world felt like a lie. I still can’t get over everything that Elder Callum expressed. To think I felt guilty for ever suspecting him. All the while I had sleepless nights and battled for my life, he was plotting against me.“Why don’t you go back to the palace, Your Majesty, and let me sort this out,” Timon said.I shook my head feeling a nasty ache making its way to my head. “No, please, I want to see for myself.” I insisted.We were headed for Elder Callum’s house to search properly this time. Even though I still can’t get over the shock of all that he said and his death, I want to get a glimpse of everything. The house was agog when we arrived. All of the maids and guards looked on in fear as Timon and his men searched every room in the house.The remains of Aunt Celine were the first thing that was found. Callum had it wrapped up in a bag and put it into the room she had slept in when she was alive. It was obvious that it was her from the burnt remains of her
Author’s POVThere was an eerie feeling in the air as Ronan moved through the woods stealthily. He could sense some presence behind the thick bushes, and even though whoever it was did try to hide its scent, he caught a whiff of it and it almost seemed familiar. He should have listened to Timon who advised that he took a carriage to meet with his family. But something told him to go his usual route.He halted his steps to listen to be sure he heard right. All of sudden a big wolf matching his frame jumped at him from nowhere sinking his teeth into Ronan’s upper body, but he missed and only got to tear out a bit of his fur. Before he could get a grip on the situation, the attacker pushed him to the ground aiming for his neck vein. Ronan fought hard and gave the wolf a wild kick that sent him reeling backward.Ronan hurried to his feet, gnashing his teeth at his attacker. Just then the attacker shifted into their form leaving Ronan in shock. Callum turned out to be the one behind the wo
Ronan’s POVSomeone banged recklessly on the door waking me up roughly from my sleep. I have barely gotten an hour of sleep in. My mind has been laced heavily with thoughts that had prevented me from sleeping at the due time. Groaning, I sat up with my back bent. It's actually morning, how long was I asleep?Timon made his way in, bowing slightly towards me. “Your majesty,”“Really? Why would you hit on the door like that?” I questioned.“It was not my doing. Ava was at the door.”“Has she lost her mind? Where are the guards when you need them to do their jobs? Why wake me up so early in the morning?”“It's not exactly morning your majesty. It is way past noon. Are you alright? You don’t look well rested.”I rubbed my forehead, staring intently at the wall. “Something is coming, Timon. But I do not know what it is and my heart is burdened. I couldn’t get any sleep because of it. If anything goes wrong please protect my family.”He sighed. “Don’t be like that, we will resolve whatever
Ronan’s POV“Where is that bastard?” Levi yelled as he stormed my study.Three guards stood behind him ready to strike at my order. They must have restrained themselves since he is my in-law. I nodded towards them to excuse us. Timon gave me a questioning nod.“What is all this about Levi?” I inquired.“Oh, really? So you do not know what all this is about? Where is my sister, Ronan? Did you have your child bearer skin her alive? So what if she tried to kill her? Isn’t she an intruder in the first place? You should be ashamed of yourself for picking a mere stranger over your mate.” He ranted.I exchanged a confused look with Timon before looking back at the fuming man. “What you are saying now is that you do not see any wrong in what your sister did?”“Yes, and for what it is worth, you are to blame. If you didn’t turn away from her and make her feel unneeded she wouldn’t have gone that far. But what excuse do you have now that she is carrying your child and your child bearer is very
Author’s POV“Freya?” Callum called out. No response came. He rubbed at his neck in discomfort and moved closer. She was unmoving and blood appeared to be flowing from her head to the ground.He gulped hard and felt her pulse. Callum cursed under his breath at the eventuality of his action. Not only had her breath seized, she couldn’t be revived. Freya was dead. Covering his eyes with both hands, he groaned like a wounded lion. This wasn’t supposed to end like that. The only death he intends to have on his hands next is Ronan’s.His breath hitched at every passing second. Rising to his feet, he took in a deep breath to calm himself. There is no need to start hyperventilating when the deed has already been done. First, he has to get her cleaned up and find a way to dispose of her body, but then it will take a lot of work. If anyone gets to know that the queen is missing, it won’t take long for her to be traced down to him.Callum searched around for anything that would do to stuff her
Author’s POVFreya gasped for breath like she had been hit in the chest. Nothing prepared her for the murderous look in his eyes. She could sense the irritation in his expression. Her legs wobbled and her lips quivered. Ronan was supposed to be obsessed with her now that she was pregnant. He is meant to cherish her like no other. Instead, he appears to be disgusted by her.She pulled at her hair with shaky hands. A muffled scream escaped her lips, she tried hard to let it all out but nothing came. The tears rolled down her face, almost blinding her. Freya sat still just staring blankly into space. It is as if every time she tries to give Ronan a chance to amend his ways, he walks onto the destructive path.Regret creeps in as she thinks of Callum. He had been the only one who came to her rescue and assured her of a secure future. Instead of making sure their relationship is sealed and they have themselves to count on. She plotted his death. All because of Ronan.The more she thought a
Ronan’s POV“You didn’t find anything?” I asked Timon for the umpteenth time like my ears had gone deaf.He bowed his head, “I am sorry, Your Majesty. I must have gotten the wrong information.”Ruffling my hair, I sank onto the couch feeling an unexplained exhaustion. I had eventually hurried back to the palace in the hope that Timon would catch onto something. Even though we do have a missing knife to prove that my uncle had something to do with his friend's death, it is not enough to accuse him of killing his wife.Even though it doesn’t sound right, I am beginning to hope he might have a link to the enemy tormenting me. It probably was Elder James. What if my uncle was trying to defend me? Won’t it be wrong of me to be so hard on a person who is more like my parent?Timon dragged a foot on the ground. “Please say something.”I held his gaze, shrugging. “I really wish I could say something to you, but I do not know what to say. I must admit that I was eager to hear the outcome of yo