Ronan’s POV Calling an impromptu meeting makes every member of the council quite agitated and they might belittle the juicy information I am now willing to share. Which is why I waited patiently for the next meeting to share a piece of my mind. After discussing the matters of the day. I cleared my throat causing everywhere to fall silent. “Elders, ministers, and every member of the Mastorian kingdom. I have some joyous news to share with everyone and I hope you will be as happy as I am. Myself and the Luna Queen are expecting a child in less than four months from now.” I announced keeping my eyes steady for their reactions. And I saw it clearly, the shocks on their faces couldn’t be hidden. The most surprising of them all is my uncle, his face was devoid of any emotion. I have to give it to Aunt Celine for being so amazing at keeping secrets. I would get an earful after this but I can bet he would be happy to hear it. “Congratulations, Your Majesty.” Everyone chorused and they all
Author’s POVCallum hissed continuously like a spiteful snake. His wolf growled restlessly. All of his entire body can’t keep still. He probably should have done on a counter-attack on Ronan and not spare him at all. He felt humiliated in front of the council when Ronan announced the coming of his child. He had hoped it would be kept a secret until it is all done. He held tightly onto the glass in his hand before slamming it against the wall in anger. Likewise, he was beginning to regret his decision to trust Freya. She didn’t tell him Ronan would be making such a big move. With his announcement, the entire kingdom would be rooting for him. Which means any direct harm to the Alpha King would lead to a revolt from the people and anyone who takes his place. He grabbed a fistful of his hair and growled like a scarred animal. Just then, the door of his study opened abruptly with a disheveled looking Freya under a cape. Her eyes were swollen like she had been crying. She took the cape of
Ronan’s POV I couldn’t stop the scoff that kept leaving my nostrils. Freya has a lot of explaining to do and I am not going to take it lightly with her. She destroyed everything that could be ruined in the room and to make matters worse she didn’t return to the palace last night. I am not worried because I know for sure that she is with her brother. A queen isn’t supposed to leave the palace unless she is on official duty, but it appears my queen cares nothing about the rules that guide us as rulers. I am so angry that I worry about what I might do when I see her. “Why not stop thinking all about yourself for once and put yourself in Freya’s shoes?” Dion said in an odd tone. It's almost as if he isn’t certain of whose side to be on. But he couldn’t hold himself back from supporting his mate. I hissed. “How is this about myself? The Luna Queen acted irrationally and lost control of her temper. How is that a good thing?” “It isn’t a good thing that is sure. But you should understan
Ronan’s POV “That's absurd to think. Why would anything go wrong with Aunt Celine?” I asked, doubtful of Timon's gutful thinking. Timon folded his arms giving a cold look. “You know deep inside of you that I am making an avid point. You know your aunt and how much she cherishes you. The help you offered her was to save her life. And you think if she ever got there she wouldn’t have written you a letter?” I blinked in confusion. “Are you saying there is a chance she is hurt?” “Hurt is taking it lightly, Your Majesty. It might be that your aunt is dead.” I gave him a dead eye. “Stop saying nonsense.” I rebuked even though something sort of shifted inside of me. “Okay, I see you don’t believe me. It's not as if I am sure of myself. But everything here doesn’t add up. Permit me to go to her parents and ask after her where about. Is that okay?” “I…I don’t want to do something that might get me on my uncle’s bad side.”“Is he guilty of something?” “No, I guess.” “That's what I thou
Fiona’s POV“Have you been sleeping at all?” The doctor asked me.I groaned inwardly in a bid to sit up. “It's not like I don’t want to sleep. I just find it hard to. These past few days have been plagued with restless nights.”“You need to get enough rest or you will be putting your and the child's life at risk. Please. I will recommend some herbs to take, make sure you use them right. You have to be very intentional from now on, your due date is almost near. Also, do your best to shift more and engage in light runs in the woods. It will help straighten your stiff bones.”“I will do everything as told. Thank you, doctor.” I smiled tightly.After he left I finally let out a long breath of relief. He sure knows how to grill someone when he decides to. Isla walked in with a cup of tea for me to drink. I cut her a hard glare.“Did you have to do that? I am fine. This is just temporary.” I rebuked taking a sip of the hot tea.She looked unfazed. “Tell that to someone who is scared of sayi
Author’s POVFreya felt herself hang backward as she attempted to strike at Fiona. She couldn’t bring herself to be patient despite the cajoling of her brother. Fiona is to be blamed for all the things she got herself involved in. If she never walked into their lives she would have been living happily with Ronan.“Get off me!” She yelled, struggling out of Isla’s grip. Fiona cowered into the bed. Freya pointed at her. “It is your fault. You planned this. You desperately wanted to be out in the open for everyone to see you as the king’s concubine. You tricked him into showing you off. It is all your fault.” She listed.Fiona winced painfully at the jab in her underbelly. Her arm wrapped around her stomach protectively. “I don't know what you are talking about Your Majesty. I will never try to hurt you in any way, please.”“Shut up! I blame myself for ever allowing you into our lives. All you have done is ruin the relationship between my husband and me. I swear to the goddess, Fiona. I
Ronan’s POVDion must be exhausted by now. I have been running through the woods at a fast speed without stopping. Everything keeps getting in my head all at once. Freya’s betrayed eyes and Fiona’s fearful glance. I blame myself for it all I should have dealt better between them. I couldn’t sleep because my thoughts kept evading my peaceful moment.Making the woods my companion seems the best tonight. I have never seen Freya look so livid. It's almost like the only thing she has for me is hate. I must have hurt her really bad if all she sees is everyone coming for her. I was just trying to save my life, if I knew it would hurt others this much I would have kept quiet.Freya has always been caring and supportive towards everything I do. She never tries to refuse my suggestions. Even when I am indecisive she sticks to me. I feel like I have betrayed every of her trust and it might be a bit hard for us to get back to our usual ways. At the same time, Fiona isn't to blame for all of this.
Fiona’s POVIf I could hold back on sleep, I would have. But I am not the only one living in my body and I can’t control the tiredness that envelopes me the moment night comes. The queen seems to be hellbent on destroying me. She kept appearing in my dreams stretching out her clawed hands to sink into my belly. When I woke up I could have sworn she was really there.No one has stared at me with that much hatred in their eyes. She looked angry and scorned. What I do not understand is my offense in all of this. I am just as surprised that Ronan would tell his council about me without telling me about it. It doesn’t seem right that he decides when I can get locked up and when people get to know me. It feels selfish to me.I can’t help but pity Freya and how helpless she must be feeling. This must be what Isla was trying to make me understand. I have lived enough to be aware of the pain carried by the heart when you think your loved one hurt you. Fear was the only thing I could feel when
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