Author’s POVAs soon as Ronan entered the room, Freya’s nostrils were filled with Fiona’s scent. Even though it was quite faint. She didn’t need to be told that he had been with her. She squared her shoulder staring at me with no emotion in her eyes. All of the love she has for him seems to have dissipated within a short period.He has been trying to talk to her for a while, however, Freya has been intentional about staying away from him.“What do you want?” She questioned.Ronan stood still with his arms at his back. “I have come to plead with you again, Freya. I know you have been through so much because of me. I promise you this wasn’t intentional. I am sorry for all the pains that I made you go through.”“Of what use is your pleading? Will that bring you back to me? Or will you show off your son that you have been hiding so much from me?”“I need you to understand that my life and that of everyone around me is at stake. I am only trying to protect everyone.”Freya scowled. “Have y
Ronan’s POV“What were you thinking?” Timon questioned as he dressed my wound.To avoid any suspicious questions, I asked that he be the one to check the wound. It would have been totally healed if I hadn’t decided to run back to the palace in such a hurried state.“I was thinking correctly. I can't place my finger on it yet, but Freya is acting strange and I do not want to risk anything. Me talking to her is to instill fear and also plead with her at the same time.”He sighed and looked up at me. “She is a woman, my king. You can’t expect her to not feel.”I rubbed my forehead. “I never said she shouldn’t. I am only pleading for her to be thoughtful. I can feel it within me that something is about to go wrong. You know I don’t get stirred up for nothing.”“That is true. So, you no longer have anything to tell her?”“I think I have played my part. It is up to her to do whatever she wants. I am tired of making her see reason.”“I guess so. Where are you headed?”“The Mallow village to
Chapter 125Author’s POVDawn gulped hard as she neared the house. The last time she was here her mother was still very much alive and was happy to see her. She saw from her side eye as someone’s shadow moved hastily away from the house. It made her wonder what her father must be up to again.As she walked into the house the maids greeted her. Despite their cheery approach towards her. She could read through their sad eyes. The house can never be the same without Celine in it. She made it easy for the maids to cope with the hard times they are exposed to working with a man like her father.“Where is he?” She asked one of the maids.“His study.” The maid replied.Dawn swallowed hard and brought her wolf to the surface. She wasn’t going to give her father the chance to intimidate her. Without bothering to knock, she opened the door and wasn’t surprised to see him digging into one of the maids against the wall.“What are doing? Get out!” Callum bellowed.She remained standing with her ar
Ronan’s POVThe meeting hall was as quiet as a graveyard. None of the council members had anything to say about the situation at hand. We still haven’t found the murderer and fear keeps building in the hearts of the ministers.“Why is no one saying anything?” I questioned.“What would you have us say, Your Majesty? Everything is confusing at the moment.” An elder added.I inhaled feeling exhausted. “Let us end today’s discussion,” I said standing up.Timon followed behind without saying anything. I can tell there is something he wants to talk about.“What is it?” I asked stopping in the middle of the hallway to ask him.“We should go to the woods to talk.” He said leading the way.I followed suit not waiting to ask what he had in mind. We walked farther into the woods until the palace faded from sight. Dawn was there seated on a stone and glancing around anxiously.“Dawn,” I called out pulling her into a hug. “What is the matter? Why do you look like someone is after you? Have you spo
Ronan’s POVComing to Aunt Celine’s family home without my uncle knowing about it feels like sheer betrayal. This man has been everything anyone would ask for in a parent. What in the world is going on with all of this suspicion? We have suspected him once before and he came out clean. I doubt we would find anything this time too.“Have you thought for a moment that he might actually be just good at hiding his bad deeds?” Dion questioned.I rubbed at my eyes not knowing what to say. Bracing myself for impact, I made my presence known in the house. And to my surprise, Aunt Celine’s mum, Lady Kate was the one who opened the door. The genuine warmth in her smile made me remember my aunt and it made my heart bleed.“Awww, my king.” Lady Kate moaned pulling me into a warm embrace.I leaned into it letting my worries go for a moment.“These cookies taste so good, just like Aunt Celine’s.” I complimented them when we sat by the garden to talk.Lady Kate smiled sweetly. “I doubt if any of us
Author’s POVCallum thinned his eyes hoping he would catch a glimpse of Ronan’s thoughts. Instead, he looked totally blank, with no surprise or nervousness.“Welcome, Your Majesty.” He managed to bow remembering his manners.Ronan cleared his throat, making his way to the chair. “Welcome, Uncle. I am surprised to see you here. You weren’t at the council meeting we held last.”“Yes, about that I was a bit under the weather and I hoped everything would be relayed to me later on.” His face relaxed a bit. “How are you son? You look like you haven’t been sleeping well.”Ronan tried to stare at his uncle without any sort of judgment. He didn’t expect to be cornered like this, he was still fighting to get his thoughts together.“I am fine, uncle. It's a lot running the kingdom. But I will be fine. How are you too? I hope you aren’t thinking too much about the loss of Aunt Celine. How is Dawn?”“It's all good.” He replied, obviously evading the question. “How is your childbearing? I haven’t h
Fiona’s POVLouis wailed loudly and it is beginning to sound disturbing to my ears. I have tried all I can to pacify him all to no avail. He just seems to enjoy making so much noise not concerning himself with how others might feel.Isla rushed into the room and took him from my arms trying to comfort him. “What is the matter, little one? Why are you crying?” She asked if he would have a response to give. “Are you okay?” She asked me.I sucked my teeth in frustration leaning into the bed frame. “I am not fine, Isla. I am tired. I want to get out of this place. I think Louis also feels the same. I feel abandoned here. How long do we have to live like this? And you, do you not miss your son? I do not want to shy away from the rest of the world. Anyone who is after me should have given up by now.”My theory didn’t seem to settle with Isla. She shook her head talking gently because of Louis. His eyes were closing up. “As long as they are alive. I can assure you they will always try to get
Ronan’s POVI laughed to myself as Fiona struggled hard to get a release from my grip. I shouldn’t have taken this approach to surprise her. She tried to kick me, but I held her down.“Help.” She yelled into my palm.“Calm down, my love. It is me, Ronan.” I whispered in her ear.Her body went limp all of a sudden. When I was sure she wouldn’t holler, I put on the bed lamp. Her chest heaved and her eyes were wide open in fear. I regret my actions. What was I thinking?”“Fiona….” I attempted to reach for her but she slapped my hand off instead, got off the bed, and stepped out of the room.I didn’t know if I was supposed to go after her or not. So I stayed put hoping she would return while I checked on my son. He sleeps peacefully through the chaos. Must have troubled his mother and Isla during the day. He looks so peaceful and handsome. I can’t wait for him to return to the palace just so I can spend more time with him, and watch him take his first steps, and grow.I felt a hard slap o
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