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
Author’s POV Freya stared at Callum’s relaxed face. As soon as they were done having sex he slept off. She traced the line of his nose slowly. As hard as it is for her to admit, she is beginning to like him differently. Despite what her intention was when she first started with him, now it's a different kind of thought. She feels more comfortable around him and has thoughts of him being better than Ronan. Feeling her throat itch, she got down from the bed naked to pour herself a glass of water. Callum stirred, fluttering his lashes to adjust them to the light, he eventually opened it. His eyes landed on Freya’s perfectly shaped body and it brought a smile to his face. “What are you doing?” He asked her. She turned to him with the glass in hand blushing. “I am just here drinking water. You want some?” Callum nodded, sitting up. “Yes, thank you.” Freya poured a glass and went ahead to give him. He received it, pulling at her nipple before drinking. “This tastes so good.” He mused.
Ronan’s POVThe room felt empty and dark despite the small light illuminating it. I can’t seem to get any sleep. My sleep kept being haunted by my aunt and Elder Dante. I will understand why Aunt Celine chose to come after me, but I see no reason why Dante thinks it is right to torment me in my sleep. Dion felt restless too and not even the bright moonlight could make us feel better. I do not like having my thoughts torture me this way. Freya had tried her best to console me, but I already knew what would make me feel better. At the same time, I don’t want to be of bother. But I miss her already, it's been an entire day without her. At the same time, I feel like Freya might be keeping a close eye on me and that would mean a lot of trouble for Fiona. In this part of the world, women are blamed for sleeping with another woman’s man. When in actual truth, I am the one who has been seeking her out. I can’t help but think I might be fooling myself. The treacherous side of me thinks Fion
Ronan’s POV The rest of the night went by so fast I didn’t get much rest out of it. The disagreement I had with Fiona didn’t sit well with me. But my ego wouldn’t let me go to her. I felt grateful to find Timon sprawled out on the chair waiting for me when I entered the study. He chuckled when our eyes met. “Your eyes are swollen again. Can you even remember the last time you had a good sleep?” “I don’t think so,” I muttered, dumping my heavy self into the chair. Timon observed me briefly. “What happened?” “Sometimes I feel like I live a very selfish life. I am always the one coming to you to make complaints about my personal life while also burdening you with the issues of the kingdom. I should do better with the concern I show towards you. Let's not talk about me today and also forget about anything going on in the palace. How are you doing?” His eyes danced in laughter making me wonder what I must have said that seemed funny. “You see this is where you get it wrong. You are n
Fiona’s POV“Try shifting. Maybe you will feel better.” Rin suggested as I let out another painful wince. I shook my head holding onto my waist like if I let go my entire body might collapse. “I can’t. It's too much pain.” I mumbled. I can’t tell why I feel wrecked and it might probably be because I am near my due date. Even though the doctor already assured me that I was fine and everything was alright. I can seem to wade off the odd feeling that I am having. To be sure I am in a better state, Isla has sent for the doctor again. He must be quite tired of my excesses now. I managed to sit up at the same time someone knocked on the door. I sniffed calling for whoever it was to come in. The door opened letting in Isla and the doctor. He didn’t look pleased with the invite at all. “Doctor,” I called out with a stiff smile. “Why have I been summoned again, Miss Fiona? From what I hear you are not having any labor pains. So why do I keep coming here to check you for nothing.” I excha
Ronan’s POV“Can’t any of you answer me?” Freya asked again and she had irritation clear in her voice. I knew we might bump into her since we were still in the day. But I couldn’t care less about what anyone might think. Fiona is carrying my child and I am going to do all that it takes to help her have a safe delivery. Irrespective of what anyone, not even my queen, might think.“Can you not raise your voice like we are fighting?” I rebuked. Freya sucked her teeth, the maids behind her even though they had their heads bound were mumbling to themselves. I wonder why she finds it hard to walk alone. “Why is Fiona locked in your arms early in the day?” “I….” Fiona wanted to respond but I stopped her. Keeping my face calm, I held Freya’s gaze. “The doctor advised Fiona to exercise as frequently as possible. Her body isn’t in the best of state now and I am helping.” Freya looked shocked beyond words. Swallowing, she took a closer step towards me. “Even at that, you are the king. You s
Fiona’s POVA giggle escaped my lips as Ronan arms wrapped around me protectively. I was surprised when he returned to the room after dinner saying he would spend the night with me. He has been doing so for the past two weeks. My selfish self didn’t bother to ask if Freya was okay with it. All that mattered was spending these precious times with Ronan. I am learning that happiness is not something that you wait for to happen. Sometimes you will have to make a move for it on your own. Fate won’t necessarily form the paths. And I am sincerely sorry to Freya. But this was meant to be. I placed a soft kiss on his strong arm. Hoping they will forever remain around me. Protecting me from the night and any kind of harm. I shifted in his hold, feeling pressure in my bladder. Pregnancy makes me want to pee every time and I wish it would hold back this time around. All I want to do is be in Ronan’s arms and not have to leave. But the pressure intensified and I had no other choice but to get u