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 POVTimon had an amused smirk on his face that I wished to wipe off with my punch. He really thinks I am a joke.“Can you stop making that face?” I growled.He chortled. “What will you have me do Your Majesty? Didn’t I tell you this will happen eventually? You are just so stubborn to listen sometimes.”I snickered glaring at the table. Since I returned from visiting Fiona I couldn’t stop thinking about what she told me. She does have a point. How long will she need to remain indoors with our growing child? After thinking hard and long on it, I thought to seek advice from my dumb friend and all he has been doing is showing off his teeth.“Do you intend to give me advice or not?” I queried.“Don’t be like this, King Ronan. What you need to do is easy. Let Lady Fiona do whatever she likes. We would have guards dispatched discreetly to the village and they would keep a close eye on everyone from the house. They can get to live normally like every other person and anyone that becom
Author’s POVFreya moved cautiously with her eyes darting back and forth as she neared the house. She didn’t have the expected news Callum would hope for. But then she has other things on her sleeve planned out with the hope of getting him engrossed with her. Making her way through the secret door. She hurriedly shut it and went to his room. Like she feared someone might be behind her.Callum stretched out from the bed, rubbing his face at the sound of the door opening. He managed to sit up at the sight of Freya.“Freya, what are you doing here?” He asked coarsened tone. “It is barely morning.”She wiggled out of the dress she had on quickly leaving her naked. Within a second she was straddling the older man on the bed.“I know.” She let out in a shaky tone, kissing him hungrily.Callum held her back. “What is the matter? Why are you all over me?”“I…I want you so bad. I am on my heart and you know you are the only one who has access to my body. Please.” Freya begged.His nose turned
Ronan’s POVI was about to get into the carriage when I sighted Freya with a red nose and her arms wrapped around her to shield the cold and none of her maids were in sight. I hurried towards her.“Freya, what is wrong?” I asked, reaching for her. It is quite early in the morning.She tried to smile despite the cold slapping her face hard. “Nothing, it is just cold. I went out to the garden to have a moment to myself.”“You could have called some maids to bring you a coat.”“I didn’t want to disrupt their sleep.” Came her reply.Without thinking further, I lifted her off the ground towards the hallway. She tried to protest but I had no intention to let her down. I only let her go when she lay on the bed with the bed cover around her.“Thank you.” She mumbled.I placed a palm on her forehead to check her temperature. Her maid rushed into the room going on her knees.“Pardon me, your majesty. I didn’t know the Luna Queen was sick.” She said.“Get the doctor to check on her if she gets w
Ronan’s POVMy thoughts kept clashing against one another as we rode back to the palace. Different people have mentioned the same thing as regards what Elder Callum is capable of. And I feel the strong urge to confront him.“You can’t do that,” Dion said.I scoffed. “This is exactly the problem. I keep being told that I can’t do this or that. It is why there is a killer on the run probably making fun of me.”“Have you stopped to think about the fact that your aunt was not the only one that got killed? If your uncle needed to settle scores with his wife, he would have trailed her to the safe house instead of having so much blood on his hands. And how will an old wolf like him take down skilled warriors?”I thought about Dion’s words for a moment. He is right. As much as my uncle must have been considered a strong fighter in his days. One can’t say that much about him now. The guards would have countered him easily if that was the case.However, that still does not change the fact that
Author’s POVCallum ran with all of his strength through the woods not minding the discomfort he was feeling in his chest. All he wants to do is to get away from everything happening around him. Not having any appropriate person to share his plans with makes him feel very frustrated. And at the moment nothing is going his way.His wolf protested at the hard push and that prompted him to go back to the house. After taking a bath, he got dressed and headed to the study. Two of the guards he had sent on a task had returned.“Do you have any good news for me?” Callum asked with a stern expression.Both men glanced discreetly at themselves, and one of them finally gathered enough courage to respond.“My lord, we couldn’t find her.” He said with restraint in his voice.Callum scoffed, rubbing at his forehead. “I can’t believe you two are telling this to my face. Have you lost your mind? How hard can it be to find a child? Does she have wings to fly or know better than you two? How can you a
Fiona’s POVI laughed lightly at a joke Dawn made while she tried to pacify Louis. He can be such a mess when he chooses to be. Crying out his lungs and not concerning himself with what others might be feeling. Still, no matter how fussy he gets. Dawn is always ready to carry him in her arms. It's like a joyous feeling for her.“Shhh, I think he is sleeping.” She said while trying to check if was really asleep.Isla walked into the room with a bowl it fruit in hand. She dropped it next to me before checking Louis. “He is asleep.” She affirmed.“That was quick,” I mumbled.“I will take him to his room,” Dawn said amidst a yawn. “I think I would retire for the night too.”“Alright. Have a good night's rest.” I waved at them as Isla followed too.Letting out a long breath of relief, I leaned into the bed frame chewing on my fruit quietly. My thoughts are preoccupied with Ronan’s state. He sent a letter that Dawn must be well protected and never let out of my sight. It made me wonder what
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