Author’s POV Freya sat with her legs crossed on the couch. She kept tapping her feet anxiously. She was expecting Ronan to give off any kind of odd or nervous reaction after everything he did. One of her eyes in the palace informed her that the Alpha king was seen coming out of the childbearer’s room. She had noticed his absence in the middle of the night but didn’t think too much about it until she got the news this morning. What ached her chest the most was that he came back to the room acting all innocent when she could clearly smell Fiona’s scent on him. When she asked where he had been so early. Ronan lied that he had gone to run in the woods. Her claws jutted out of her fingers. Her wolf growled inwardly. She felt the urge to sink her claws into his neck and watch him bleed to death. Ronan was never supposed to be caught doing anything behind her back. He was always doing everything to please her. Now he seems to have grown a different kind of ball. Callum was right after all
Ronan’s POV Happy tunes were the only things that I whistled to myself all day long. Having sex with Fiona wasn’t something that I planned would happen. I just couldn’t resist it any longer. I feel so attracted to her that I would be lying to myself if I denied it. The feelings that had made me get intimate with her back in Abian village are still the same. What surprises me is my reaction to everything. I was worried about the guilt that would weigh me down when u saw Freya. Instead, it felt like nothing out of the blue happened. There seems to be no room for it. I want more of Fiona, I want to lay next to her and see her sleep peacefully. A small smile tugged at the hem of my lips and I can’t wait for the night to come and we get to see again. Someone knocked on the door, before letting themself in. Timon walked in with his usual gait and I could sense a different scent on him. I chuckled in disbelief. “Don’t tell me you still have enough room to accommodate steamy sessions?” I
Fiona’s POVMy heart kept jumping as I couldn’t stop peeking at the door whenever it opened hoping Ronan would walk in looking all handsome and breathtaking. I didn’t mind that he was unable to see me last night. He had sent Isla to tell me. Rather than feel paranoid. I slept peacefully like a baby. “You shouldn’t get too excited. You are treading a dangerous path.” Rin said sternly. “This is not my fault.” I retorted. “No one admits it until when trouble looms. You do know the one you are fooling around with is married.” I frowned, pouting. “But you didn’t oppose the touches when it happened.” “Because you shut me out, keeping me away from telling you what is reasonable to do. Freya went off on you the last time just because your pregnancy was announced. What do you think will happen when she hears that you are messing around with her husband whom you swear not to be next to?” “What would you have me do, Rin? This is a matter of the heart. If I could tell it what to do we would
Author’s POVFreya moaned softly as Callum attempted to stand up beside her. Chuckling to himself as he watched her. He placed a light kiss on her cheek and got up. She had arrived in the middle of the night, shocking him. It made him happy how much she was into him now without even realizing it. He intends to leverage on the affection as much as he can. It felt nice being the bad person as he always ends up with the good things. Having Freya felt like hitting the jackpot. She is all that he needs to get his plans off the ground. All it would take is a whisper and she would shout the rest to the world. Dressing up after checking the time. The day was just about to break fully and if she moved as fast as her hindlegs could carry, Freya would reach the palace before anyone could suspect anything. He tapped her leg as gently as he could. Freya mumbled some incoherent words and turned her back to him. “Freya you need to wake up now. It's almost daybreak and I am sure your husband might
Ronan’s POVI shifted on the side feeling a warmth around me. Shrugging it off, I tried to focus on my sleep but the touch appeared again. Fluttering my lashes, I sniffed looking to my side to find a naked Freya illuminated by the moon shining into the room. I groaned inwardly. There was a time when just a show of Freya’s nipple was enough to get me jumping at her. But I can’t even get the excitement of seeing her in her full glory. “My love.” She drawled, inching closer to me. I turned to the lamp stand to check my watch. The time is still far from daybreak. “What is it, Freya?” She furrowed her brows. “Why are you asking? Have you suddenly gone blind? I am naked, Ronan.” Freya sounded angry. “Please, my queen, there is no need for you to raise your voice. I need you to understand me. I had a long day attending to pack duties. I would respond to you on other days, but I am tired right now.” “I don’t care, Ronan. I want you.” She moaned, pulling at my robe. I grabbed a hold of h
Ronan’s POV Even though Timon said there was no need for me to see the body for myself. I didn’t listen. It doesn’t seem right for me to just stand back and not get to see it for myself. Elder Dante was practically mutilated. For a werewolf, it feels like an awful death. It makes me wonder if his wolf had tried to fight off the killer at all. My eyes twitched as I bent down to see the silver blade used to put him to sleep. The handle looks so familiar. The memories came rushing to my head and it felt like I would go blind all of a sudden. Sweat beads formed on my forehead when the faint dreadful feeling settled on me. I can almost feel the effect of the stabs and how much pain I went through.My heart thumped in fear and I staggered to the back still bent over. I remember vividly from the day I was left to die. It is the same tool. My throat went dry all at once. Whoever this killer is, they are quite bold. Is this some kind of message? I got up still feeling shaky as I looked aroun
Author’s POV Callum searched the trousers again and nothing came out. He already knew it wasn’t there, but he hoped by a miracle that it was hidden away in the pocket. He kept cursing loudly realizing the mistake he had made. Throwing the trousers against the wall, he sat down on the edge of the bed staring blankly at the wall. Dante got what was coming for him and killing him in the palace wasn’t the plan. He had thought to carry out the murder by himself to avoid any kind of mistake from his men. Knowing they wouldn’t hesitate to ruin all his plans. However, Dante seemed to have caught someone coming after him and he headed to the palace instead. Taking the route that guards are mostly devoid of. He had threatened Callum that he would tell Ronan everything between them. Callum knew letting Dante live would be a big disadvantage to him which was why he took the risk of killing his long-time friend right in the palace. He can only hope the silver blade he used didn’t fall out into
Fiona’s POV Everything felt eerie, almost like something was going wrong in the palace. I woke up startled and unable to get back to sleep. The maids that came into my room seemed hasty to leave and it made me wonder if something bad had really happened. Isla opened the door the minute I got out of bed. “Why do you look sad?” I asked adjusting my heavy butt. She blew a raspberry. “I can’t seem to understand everything happening in the palace. It’s obvious that all of them are trying so hard to jeopardize the Alpha’s reputation.” My heart raced at her words. “What is going on? How is Ronan?” “The Alpha is fine, you don’t have to worry about him. But one of the elders was found dead this morning. To think we were all just still talking about the drama between the king and queen.” I totally forgot about the dead person as my ears perked at the news that aligned with me. “What happened?” “Queen Freya has a habit of slamming the door shut back and forth whenever she is angry at the
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