Author’s POVFreya sat back in the chair radiating confidence. There was no need for her to hide her face down at Callum's home. Ronan knows she is coming to see him and there wasn’t any need to be suspicious he is her inlaw after all. After her heart-to-heart talk with Ronan last night. She feels there might be a way for them to get back together and resolve their differences. As much as she tries to not think about it. The guilt of all the things she has indulged in, in the past few weeks has crippled her. Maybe things can get to work out between her and Ronan. Fiona would be due in the next three to four months and all of their worries would fade away. After all, it won’t be the first time a queen looks after her husband’s child. She won’t be the last either. Callum stepped into the study where she was seated with a bright smile on his face. When he heard she had come to see him, Callum couldn’t help but think she might have missed him and it got him excited. “I didn’t think you
Fiona’s POVI turned on the bed, closing my eyes halfway just to be certain that I didn’t imagine all that happened yesterday. A short laugh rumbled in my throat. This is really happening. I have finally gotten my freedom after what felt like forever. Even though a lot of things had gone underwater for this to finally present itself. I don’t mind being selfish this one time. Inhaling deeply, I curled further into the bed wishing I could get swallowed up by it. The material used in making the bed is definitely nothing short of luxury. My bed back at home wasn’t even as half as good as the one I slept in during my hiding days. Many servants have attended to my needs without me calling for them. For a brief moment, I felt like royalty. If only this would continue for long. It's just a short time, but I will make sure to enjoy it to the fullest. “You do know now that you can no longer escape and it is expected of you to keep your side of the promise.” Rin reminded me. I gulped hard at
Ronan’s POV“This is wrong!” I kept repeating to myself as I hastened my steps towards the study. Dion seems to be having a good time watching me feel miserable. What was I thinking staring down at Fiona’s lips and hoping I could get a kiss? My heart raced so fast that I feared it would jump out of its cage. Memories of the moments we shared back in Abian village flooded my sight. For a brief moment, I wanted to feel that again. She looks so beautiful. Her face keeps glowing and calling out for me to caress and kiss. I can’t help but imagine how it would feel to have my dick inside of her while staring down at her growing belly. My dick tingled and leaped at the same time. I stared down at the bulge feeling ashamed of myself. I opened the study door quickly, mumbling a thank you to the goddess for helping me reach here without being noticed. Closing my eyes, I steadied my breath. This constant desire for Fiona would land me into unwanted trouble. I thought I had been able to get ov
Ronan’s POV Timon’s announcement sounded like a strange gong in my ear. How can she be dead? There is no way she died within these past few weeks. Elder Callum said she was fine and only wanted to be away for a while. What happened? The questions kept reeling in my head and for a moment it got me dizzy. “Your majesty?” Timon tapped on the table to bring me back to the present. I held his gaze with my tear-filled eyes. Knowing the waterworks might begin. I stumbled out of the study heading for the woods. My wolf wanted to break free. I want to run so hard until my lungs feel twisted and my hindlegs give way to the ground. How is this even possible? My aunt can’t be dead. The only person who treats me like her own can’t be gone like that. Dion felt my pain and took it all in. Converting it into strength to push through the soil. I could hear Timon coming after me in the distance, but that didn’t stop me. I kept running until I hit a big stone that threw me smack into a tree bark. I
Author’s POVElder Dante shifted in his chair, holding Callum’s gaze. He has been seated for about an hour entertaining the absence surrounding them. But he was determined to not leave until his grievances had been let out. “Callum, why are you so quiet?” Dante asked. Callum sniffed, sitting up. “What do you want me to say, Dante?” “Anything. Your nephew came out of the blue to announce the coming of his heir and you are unbothered about it. I expected you to call Elder James and me to talk about what to do next. Since he became the Alpha King we have been tuned into less importance. He does whatever pleases him without seeking our permission.” He remained quiet not saying anything. Having to express himself to a few of the elders he considers as accomplices can be dangerous for his ambition. Even though Callum knows they would give their head to him as long as he scratches their back. He has never been one to list out his plans recklessly. “Dante, you know this is a risky discus
Author’s POVCallum cleared his throat at the awkwardness. Ronan caught a clue and released the older man. He had been overwhelmed by the emotion that came with the death of Celine at the sight of his uncle. “I am sorry. Didn’t know what came over me.” Ronan mumbled. “Is everything okay? Why are you acting so emotional all of a sudden?” Callum inquired. Ronan’s wolf reminded him of the possibility of Callum being the culprit. He suddenly tucked his emotions away and furrowed his brows. “What is going on, uncle?” “What do you mean?” “I am going to go straight to the point. Before Aunt Celine went away she had come to me to talk about your maltreatment of her. And as heavy as this is on my mind, I have no other choice but to make the announcement. Aunt Celine is dead.” He stayed frozen on the spot not knowing what to say. That was the last thing he expected Ronan to say to him. His thoughts ran aimlessly before he eventually picked one out of it in response. “I…is this some sort o
Ronan’s POV I stared intently at the letters opened on the table comparing each line to see if there might be any kind of mistake there. But everything appears the same and nothing is amiss. Aunt Celine no doubt wrote the letters. I am surprised she didn’t write to me after the first one I got. If truly Elder Callum knows nothing about her being missing and now I have to provide a response to the help I had rendered without permission. I held both of my head in my palm groaning in despair. I had spent last night going through the letters over and over again until I slept off. And now I am here again this morning to see if I missed anything last night. I had a terrible nightmare last night. Aunt Celine was running after me in her wolf form accusing me of leading her to her death. As powerful as my wolf was, I couldn’t shift in the dream or do anything to defend myself. It felt like I had a huge weight on my shoulder that prevented me from moving right. I struggled and was almost pou
Ronan’s POVI didn’t have the slightest idea about what Timon was up to. But he seemed to have been able to find the bodies of the guards. The door opened abruptly and two dead bodies in the familiar guard uniform came into view Everyone gasped and covered their noses as they were pushed in. I felt pity and guilty at the same time. If I knew these poor men would meet their end on such a small errand, I wouldn’t have let them go. The families they bid goodbye to would never get to see them again and that is my fault. “What is the meaning of this?” Elder Callum asked. Timon looked towards me for permission to speak. I gave him a nod to go ahead. He cleared his throat and stood up. “Since you all are hellbent on accusing the Alpha King of something he knows nothing about. I will take my time to explain things to you.” He stayed quiet and switched to mind-linking me. “Should I mention the things your aunt said?” “No,” I replied keeping a stern look. “You are wasting our time. Are y