Author’s POV All through the carriage ride, anxiety got the best of Freya. She can't seem to wrap her head around everything happening to her lately. It's almost as if the goddess has turned her back on her. Ronan’s behavior appeared very odd to her and she had to think quickly on a good enough lie. Thankfully she had an alibi. However, that didn’t stop her from worrying that it might be her brother who tried to hurt Ronan. Levi is all kinds of things and he is quite unpredictable. As soon as the carriage stopped, she hurried into the house. To avoid being noticed Freya had dropped her royal regalia for a plain dress. Levi was seated by the garden humming to himself as he feasted on a platter of cakes and biscuits. He has always been known for his sweet tooth. Freya felt the urge to smack his head from behind. But that would be less classy of her. So she cleared her throat instead, to announce her presence. “I had a feeling you were going to show your ugly face soon. To what do I
Author’s POVCallum grinned devilishly as he read through the letter in his hand. He knew Freya was going to come back to him. At first, he had doubted the chance of her responding to him because of how long it took. But then he had to remind himself the kind of person she is. He has seen it many times and for someone like Freya, it is only a matter of time for her to get triggered by a situation. “Today looks like it would be a good one.” He mumbled to himself as he folded the letter into his pocket. Celine stood by the doorway of the study staring intently at Callum. She can’t seem to wish him well in any way. Every time she sets her eyes on him, different emotions come into play. However, she feels cursed to be dedicated to her obligations towards him. Whether he wants to be cared for by her or not, Celine is subjected to playing her part. “Is there something you want to say? Quit standing by the door and speak.” He bickered not raising his head at her. Celine sniffed, folding
Fiona’s POVThe day feels exceptionally bright, either that or I am just happy. My hands rub on my belly slowly. For the past few weeks, everything around me seems to be in my favor. Rin is just as happy as I am. The doctor also affirmed that my child is healthy. With Ronan by my side, it feels like I can conquer the world. However, I can't stop reminding myself that I would get hurt if I didn't keep my heart locked. But how am I supposed to stop myself from being happy when that is all he is about? King Ronan effortlessly cares about me and with each passing day, I find myself falling in love with him. Guilt tugs at my heart when I remind myself that he has a wife whom he loves. It would be unfair of me to let my selfish feelings get in between them. I want to bare my heart to someone, but I am scared to do so at the same time. What if they mock me or call me a homewrecker? Ronan might stay away from me and I still have quite some months to go. All of the happiness that I had been
Ronan’s POV All these while that I have been made the Alpha. I don't think I have met anyone as intelligent as Fiona. Timon maybe, he has helped me many times. But her ideas are exceptional. One would think she was on the council once before. At this point, I might consider her to join my council. With a delightful grin, I entered the meeting hall where everyone awaited my arrival. I nodded at their chorused greeting and sat down. Timon made a face at me. I snickered in response. “Thank you all for attending today's meeting even though it wasn't planned. I want to implement some changes that would aid a better life for the people of our amazing kingdom. Due to the bothersome rate at which the villagers suffer. I have made a decision to ease their troubles by giving out lands to the farmers and providing capital for whoever is interested in starting up a business. The minister for the kingdom’s finance will handle that, you lend out money to the villagers at a low interest. I want e
Ronan’s POV “I will leave now,” Timon said in a muffled tone excusing himself. I sat up, pointing at a chair for my uncle to sit. “Is everything okay, Uncle?” I asked. He didn't say anything and sat down first. “Did you forget something?” Elder Callum cleared his throat and glared at me. This is the second time in less than an hour that I am getting unpleasant looks from people. “What do you think you are doing?” He asked. I tilted my head in confusion. “What do you mean?” “Exactly what I mean. You have been acting strange lately and I thought to leave you to it because you are the king and you probably know what is best. But there is a reason you have the council members. It is for you to deliberate with them on situations concerning the kingdom. However, you seem to be running a sole rulership.” He said raising his voice. “I still don’t understand you, Uncle.” “Your decision to give the villagers so many things all at once is inappropriate. Especially since you didn’t bother
Author’s POVFreya glanced around the tiny room from the hole in her cape quickly. Several dangerous weapons were hanging on the wall and the light was quite hard for anyone to notice from the outside. Her wolf had kept questioning her persistently on her way here if she was making the right decision. However, she can’t seem to keep out the taunting words and the sad reality of what would become of her in the end. Even though she is divided on her intentions to hurt Ronan. Since she agreed to work hand in hand with Callum. They haven’t exactly discussed what their mission is all about. It gave her sleepless nights, which resulted in her writing him to hear what he had to say. The door creaked open gently. Freya almost jumped out of her skin. Her heart raced and didn’t stop until she realized it was Callum. “Couldn’t you have announced your entrance better?” She hissed. Callum observed her briefly, he couldn’t resist the chuckle that escaped his lips at the sight of her. “What in t
Fiona’s POVRonan slept so peacefully I didn’t wish to wake him up even though I knew I should. He had arrived this afternoon looking so exhausted. After eating the meal served by Isla, we talked a little and he rested his head to sleep. Every time we get this much close contact. I started to wish that things had happened differently between us. It might sound cruel but I would have preferred he didn't regain his memory. That way we would be living together happily in Abian village and enjoying our sustainable lifestyle. “What if he then regains his memory and doesn’t bother to look for you?” Rin questioned bringing me back to reality. I snickered turning my head away. It is okay for someone like me to have a once-in-a-while selfish desire. There is nothing wrong with that. It just shows I have a heart and burning emotions too. Glancing around, I leaned down a bit and placed a kiss on his forehead before heading out. It is getting past dinner and I should wake him. But the selfish
Ronan’s POV My eyes fluttered open as the morning sun shined brightly into them. I kiss my teeth at the sharp hurt that followed. Looking to my side Freya isn’t next to me. I felt the bed and it was cold which meant that she had been up for a while. I was quite tired last night and sought solace in Fiona’s room. I can’t exactly remember how I returned to the room, but whichever way I am sure I didn’t cause any ruckus. “You sure did,” Dion mentioned. Putting a halt in my day that has barely started. “What would I have done in my sleep state?” I questioned. “What couldn’t you have done? I warned you last night to stay put in the room but you just had to go to Fiona. Not only are you going to create unwarranted enmity, you are hurting Freya. Put yourself in her shoes and consider what she might have been thinking.” He continued. I inhaled deeply feeling a string of aches in my head. I should take a quick run and have a long bath. That should bring my head back together. Dion kept mu
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