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
Author’s POV Freya stumbled into Callum’s home well covered in a cape. She couldn’t stay one more day in the palace seeing Ronan. It's almost as if with each passing second her hatred for him grows. She feels left out in his life. His words were confusing as if he might be hiding something. Guilt had made her run from Callum, but now she has chosen to feel unashamed about her affection. She opened the back door to a secret room he had once shown her to take whenever she wanted to come. Even if he isn’t around, it's always open to her. Knocking slightly, she entered and was surprised to see Callum by the fireplace rocking a chair. He didn’t flinch at her entry. Freya shut the door and stood abruptly. “Did you know I was coming?” She asked. Callum shrugged holding her gaze. “Can’t say I didn't put it in mind. Have a seat and tell me what happened.” Freya took off the cape gingerly and sat down. She didn’t say anything at first and just kept rummaging through her thoughts. “I got an
Ronan’s POV Freya took her time before finally turning to me. I had been running through the woods for hours trying to figure out the perfect way to resolve my dented relationships. I returned to the palace only to find out that Freya wasn’t around.“Where are you coming from?” I asked again sounding a bit furious. She cleared her throat and fixed her jaw stubbornly. “What do you care?” I stood up folding my arms. “I am still your husband and King, Freya. You should watch your tone with me. Where are you coming from and don’t you dare say your brother? I have asked Levi and he admitted to not seeing you.” There was a shift in her eyes, but she was quick to get herself together. “What? Is it just Levi I have to run to? I do have friends who care about me. I have good people who are willing to stick their necks out for me.” I bite down on my lips ruffling my hair. “Do you know what you are saying? Freya you knew about all of this from the beginning and I never would have allowed Fi