*FREYA* Hunter was the first person to run into the room before the others came, gripping my shoulders he tried to till me as Kale looked down on the bed trying to figure out what was going on. Hunter then carried me completely off the bed into the bathroom while yelling out to someone to call the doctor. I was crying, my whole body was shaking as I feared the worse. "My baby, my baby, my baby" I cried repeatedly as I clench my stomach, ignoring the fussing around me. "Let me take it from here" Claire interrupted just as Hunter was about to turn the shower on, it was already obvious that he doesn't know what he was doing. He cleared his throat awkwardly and took several steps away from her. "Is there anything we can do? Should I call Jet?" I heard Hunter ask her through my foggy brain. "No!" I shouted. "Jet shouldn't know about this until I'm sure my baby is okay!" I looked at Claire. "I'm scared" I muttered. "You asked me if there was anything you can do? There is, inform the se
*FREYA* The following day, I was still crawled up in bed with no desire to move talk more of getting up, food was out of the question as I didn't have any appetite. I longed for those early weeks experience that happened to me before I found out I was pregnant, and anyways beggars can't be choosers. Hunter and Kale made sure to check on me every now and then, if my calculations were right then Jet should be here by noon or in the evening. I was torn between wanting to see him and not wanting to see him because I knew seeing him will make everything hurt more, I had imagined our child would look exactly like him. And if it was a girl, I wanted her to have his eyes and that beautiful jet black hair. It was hard being in my own world especially with the going and coming happening every minute, I'm convinced they were doing it on purpose, trying to distract me from what was happening so even though my mind was somewhere far away, I was pulled back to reality every now and then. "At l
*FREYA* The silence in the room was so heavy since she stepped in few minutes ago. I thought she was here for Jet, until he excused himself, giving us the privacy we needed. The last thing I wanted to do was talk to her and yet I was curious to know what she wanted to say. I moved until I was seated at the edge of the bed. "Is there anything I can help you with?" I asked politely as my eyes settled on the flowers she was holding, how did she know sunflowers were my absolute favourite? "There is no need to pretend Luna" She begins extending the flowers towards me. "You have never been someone who hide their feelings" Did she just give me a compliment?"I'm not pretending" I replied, reluctantly taking the flowers from her. For all I know, Morgana might be the one who sent her. "Thank you, I was not certain you will take it from me. I asked Alpha and he told me you love this type of flowers. Consider it a peace offering, to apologize and hope you would find it in your heart to forgi
*FREYA* I'm not heartless or anything, I thought as I mindedly made my way back to our bedroom after my conversation with Hunter. I still felt nothing, after finding out that the man who fathered me only has few hours left to live. If there was anything I feel, it was curiosity. How did he end up like that? Who did that to him? Of course, the first people my mind wandered off to was the councils.Jet and Hunter believe he knows something and wasn't planning on keeping his mouth shut, which might have led him to his current condition. This only raise a few questions like why didn't they kill him? Probably they feel there was no use killing him when he can't talk and has only few hours left. So they dumped him at the border where they knew we would find him. They wanted me to see him. Was that his last wish? I scoffed as soon as the thought occurred to me. Pushing the thoughts of Grayson aside, since I want nothing to do with him. I reached for the handle but was stopped by Claire, who
*FREYA* The search for Morgana after Jet passed the decoration has caused quite a stir in the midst of the pack, while some have doubts that Morgana couldn't possibly be responsible for Claire's condition, majority of the others believed she had something to do with it, after all she betrayed the pack, which lead her to be banished. The warriors and Patrol team are usually in charge of this case but we've received several volunteers who want to join the search party. "Nothing can be done to shut the ongoing topic from reaching Claire's ears? She asked me last night who Dane Grayson was. I hate lying to her, if she finds out we are not completely being honest with her, we might lose her" I pointed out, walking into Jet's study. It was mid-noon and they were still occupied with the search for Morgana. I hate to be her right now. Jet glanced up at the sound of my voice, an invisible smile appeared on his face as I lean towards him to drop a quick kiss on his cheek. We hardly spend tim
*FREYA* Jet was saying something but I couldn't hear a word he was saying, my mind was far away even though I tried to assure myself that there was nothing to panic about. The last time Sophie was involved in my case, I went through hell, I mean literally. Did Morgana really think if she kills me, she will be able to get with Jet? Perhaps this was a case of, if I can't have him then no one will. Feeling more like I can stand on my feet without collapsing, I stood up and walked out of Jet's office without another word. If it was something physical, I could count on him to protect me but we are talking about a witch attack, it's more of a spiritual and mental battle. How am I supposed to protect myself when I have no idea what Morgana and Sophie are up to? "I have mind linked Kale to stop the search, finding her will be impossible since she is being protected by Sophie or the councils in general" I didn't realize he was behind me until he said that and I spun around to look at him, t
*FREYA*As Jet made his way towards me, I was thinking of a way to see Ethan in the dungeon and get him out without Jet knowing or the guards getting suspicious, As of right now he's the only one who can drag Morgana out of whatever hole she's currently hiding in. I wouldn't be able to do it alone, I need someone to help me but who? I felt Hazel brushed past me just before Jet stopped in front of me. Not wanting to give him any indication that I was planning something, I took a step closer to him. "I knew she has something to do with it" I told him. "And I never doubted you" His hands came to rest on my shoulders. "Trust me on this Freya, I will handle it. I have sent three of my guards to bring the doctor to me, one way or the other, I will find Morgana and when I do, I will bring her to your feet, and however you want to punish or torture her, you can do it to your heart content" He assured me, embracing me. As my body melted against him, I close myself, hating myself for the fac
*FREYA* I finished eating about twenty minutes after I dismissed Kale and Camile, which by the way I was grateful for their help cause, there's no way I would have pulled the plan together without their help. Phase one of the plan was in motion and I'm not backing down. Hazel came back to clear the dishes and I went into the bathroom to brush, trim, take a shower and then took one of the minty fresh sweets in my nightstand drawer, to erase the toothpaste taste out of my mouth. Humming softly, I stepped into my walk-in closet looking for a sexy underwear, if I recall correctly, I don't remember owning any because I didn't shop for most of my clothes.The few times I went shopping with Claire was out of boredom and I only purchased a few gowns. My eyes went slightly wide with surprise, I wondered how I was able to bag a man like Jet without any sexy undies! He must think I'm boring! I probably bore him in the boredom and it's only the mating bond still keeping him to me. Once this tho