Finding herself nude on the floor, Freya was taken aback. She wiped her face, thinking it was just a dream, and then looked down at her nude body once more. “Wait! I must be insane," she exclaimed as she instantly got to her feet and noticed Arthur lying next to her. "What transpired between us? Hope it isn't what I'm thinking?” Reassuring herself that it was just a thought, she shook her head. She reached for her clothes and pulled them on, glancing at the table, which was still filled with cups and liquor bottles. "You mean we had a drink and then passed out? Nothing else occurred, correct?" She nodded, about to move, but felt something painful beneath her. She paused, bending her head to peer beneath her thighs to see what was happening there. She noticed a bloodstain on the floor as soon as she turned. “Eeeish! This should just be a dream, I'd prefer it.” She reclined on the floor once more and remained there for some time before getting up, but nothing had changed. “I messed my
Luna's arrival cut short the conversation Freya was holding with Alpha Arthur. Before bending to meet her, she fixed the woman with her gaze and pretended to smile. "Greetings, Your Highness,” she patted Arthur on the back. "I need to get some rest; we can talk later." "Why are you going right now, right after I showed up? Continue what you were saying?” Luna approached. They took a peek at themselves. "Mother, would you like to hear what we spoke about?" Arthur inquired. She winked. "Are you concealing anything from us?" she said, gulping and turning to face Freya. "Where did you and him go today? I searched for the both of you but none of the servants knew your whereabouts.” “Ummm! We took a walk outside the palace. That's all.” Freya responded, attempting to avoid suspicion. Luna nodded. “I see, you went on a walk with him as the acting Luna right?” She nodded again, smiling shyly, knowing full well that she was searching for something to turn against her. "I shall be inside
Watching Freya dump the dinner on the floor, Elora stepped closer and lifted her hand to strike her, but she restrained it. “Didn't I warn you not to try this? Are you going nuts?” she pushed her backward. "Fine, I will prepare another supper for you; just think of me as a lifesaver," she continued, preparing to depart when Arthur drew her back. She swallowed saliva, knowing that he was so incensed that his eyes had become golden-orange. “What has come over you? I mean, who do you think you are?” His voice reverberated across the room. She glanced around. She really despises it when he asks her such a question. How would she explain to him that she is an assassin seeking vengeance? "As I said, consider me a lifesaver." “That's rubbish!” he yelled, pulling her arm backward. “Do you know how long it took to prepare this meal that you spilled? And you want me to wait this long before you prepare another one in the name of being the acting Luna, right?" Freya tightened her teeth. At t
She did not say anything to Arthur until she had finished cooking, and he stopped asking after that since he thought she was uncomfortable with the questions. To keep the secret about herself hidden, Freya decided that becoming silent would be the best course of action. As she prepared to depart after serving him the lunch, he gave her the command to sit and observe him as it was her duty. "What? I can not sit and do nothing." With a grin, she said. "I am coming..." She went outside and came back holding a spoon. His expression twisted. "What are you planning to do?" "Obviously, eat with you. You expect me to lick my lips and watch you eat in front of me? It is impossible!" She sat down and joined him. Having tried to think of something to say to her, he was at a loss for words, so he chose to let it go and feel free instead. "You should not behave in such a manner; moreover, we had a meal at the…” "Shhhhhh!" he interrupted her. That is something no one should know and should re
She considered returning to the palace a few minutes after Flarry left her, but she mustered the resolve to face the assassin first. She walked away, toward the mountain. Nobody was there when she arrived. She decided to return to the palace before it was too late after looking about but finding no one. However, as soon as she took a step forward, a massive arm grabbed her neck from behind. Since that was the simplest method for an assassin to murder, she was prepared for it. The goal is to first catch the victim off guard, and then to grab them in a challenging position so they are unable to protect themselves. She raised her eyebrows to look into his face, but she felt uncomfortable, so she tapped her elbow on his side, hoping to bruise his ribs and cause instability. Her sword was already glistening on his neck as she turned. "Who are you precisely, and what does it imply that you shielded me with that?" One could wonder what was wrong with her because of the calmness in her voi
Freya entered the palace and slipped into her room, where she put on another mask before proceeding to Arthur's room. "It is better to murder you and lose everything than to be revealed and lose everything without killing you," she reasoned, standing in front of the nude Alpha. She adjusted her mask. What was she seeing? Is he undressed? Is it true or her eyes are fooling her? She remembered the time they spent in the pub, getting drunk and getting physical with one other. She could not remember what his d^ck looked like since she was inebriated, and here she is standing in front of him. "If he only knew it was me." She was licking her lips. Arthur took off his cloak and put it on, "I do not do what you suppose with men, so fight me as normal and depart. I wonder when you plan to cease visiting this place. You know, you ought to be penalized for being homosexual as well.” She swallowed. This is the biggest temptation. Not that! She is suddenly fixated on his d*ck and is unable to d
Freya was flanked by two guards as she stood in front of Luna and her Alpha, Arthur's father. Luna has asked this question three times now, and she still has not found the answer. This is not surprising given how fixated her thoughts are on the assassin—she can not let him die while there is still so much she does not know. "This is the fourth and final time I will ask this question. So, where did you go last night?" Luna probed her. She coughed and cleared her throat. "When Arthur gets back safely, I will respond to your question. He left after the assassin who visited him last night; I am still worried about his fate." She bowed to them. "I hope you can understand what I mean." "No one here can really relate to you." Luna got to her feet. "It does not matter if Arthur comes back; since he became King, he is already developing his independence." "Are you saying he is not your son? Which mother does not care about her child's whereabouts?" Freya lashed out at her. She is starting t
The sight of the assassins drawing nearer to Arthur startled him. He thought back to Freya's warnings about the dangers of the outdoors, but he forced himself to ignore the thought of how she might have known. Whatever their number and strength, he would not stand by and let them assault him. He grabbed his sword from the ground and forced himself to stand. Unbelievably, though, he has now learned that the assassin who pays him regular visits is also the one who saved him. Is his goal to murder him or form an alliance with him? Was he supposed to murder him but was unable to do so? Who is he, exactly? For an assassin to be sent after his life yet hesitate to murder suggests one thing: the assassin knows him and may wish to work with him... or not. He stayed vigilant, watching the assassins approach him slowly, but deep down, he was terrified because there were so many. How will he conquer all of them while remaining safe? Freya was standing observing the other assassins' movements
Three weeks later,“The Alpha King is dead, she's just hiding him in his chamber.”“The ministers are bothered to enthrone a new King since she's still pregnant….”“It is said that she killed him to avenge the death of her parents….”Rumors are spreading around the Pack, and Freya is the most haunted about it. There is a secret not even she knew, but that would come to light when it's due. She doesn't wish for all her hard work to be in vain.If Arthur doesn't wake up—even if it would be a miracle, she would be a loser. It has been finally exposed that the maid who claimed to be bearing the Alpha’s child is an impersonator and is Elora. For accusing the King and impersonating, her penalty is death, and the ones that had her backed up, including the Beta, Flarry, and his men, the Ministers, will all be executed.But, one thing has to be sure. The only one who would order the execution is the Alpha King. he needs to wake up, to save Freya from that hell, or they will all succeed, thereb
At first, Freya was furious. But when she reasoned that it must be a trick as such gibberish came from the same maid she was suspecting, she decided to go talk about it privately with Arthur. “Leave!!!” She commanded the maid before her and headed towards the Alpha's room.Entering, she didn't believe her eyes. Arthur was lying lifeless on the floor. She rushed to him and shook his body constantly…. “If this is a prank, just end it and open your eyes.” she shrieked, trying to open his eyes. “Pupils dilated. What is wrong with him?”She studied his pulse and it was faint. “His body is chilly—” she bit her lower lip. “Arthur!!!” her voice resounded in the room. “Geralt!!!” she repeated, breathing endlessly. “This isn't a joke. Call the physician…” she ordered and struggled to get him up until he was laid on the bed.She stood some feet away from the bed, staring at his face. “What is wrong with him? His face is becoming pale. He was just fine minutes ago….” she was panting, trying to be
The secluded building was as quiet as usual. Freya's footsteps reverberated in the area as she walked in with her sword in her palm. Her eyes trailed around the room, knowing that whoever eavesdropped on her conversation with Arthur must surely be hiding in a place.“Reveal yourself before I find you—” she stamped her sword on the floor. “Now!!!!”Elora quivered. She would spit out her heart if time weren't taken. She would have been mindful if she had known that Freya would come after her. When she arrived, she reached the well to see Arya there. Her eyes were tied up so she couldn't see a thing but observed that someone came around.She didn't bother to speak since her aim of coming into the palace wasn't to save her. She learned how the rope was tied and it happened to be a tough one, and noticing that Freya was after her made her dodge to save her life first.“You won't come out right?” Freya laughed and walked to the well. “Make sure I don't see you again. If I do, you will regre
Elora was disguised and sent forth to the palace. She came a long way with the Beta to the way that would lead her into the Pack fully. She turned to meet Beta's eyes, “Be strong alive, and wait for me.”He sniffed and patted her shoulder. “I'm worried about you more….”“Don't bother. I will be fine. They won't know that it's me.” she assured him and pulled him closer for a kiss. “Freya is tricky, so I will be very careful and make use of that opportunity wisely.”He caressed her cheek and then bid her goodbye.She didn't stop walking until she entered the palace as a palace maiden. One would think she was there to only do as Flarry had ordered her, but it was her only time to do what brought her back to pack. First, she needs to create enmity between Freya and Arthur and then be able to strike with that opportunity. She entered the palace and reached the kitchen. Flarry had told her that the captured maiden who was still caged was posted in the kitchen, so she would have to go there
Before Flarry and his men, Elora and the Beta were tied up, too. They kept wincing in pain, pleading to be rescued, but Flarry was deaf to their plea. He was trying to get an idea of what to use them for.He knew they were banished, and if they were on good terms with Arthur or Freya, it wouldn't happen. “Killing them isn't a nice option either. It's a waste of strength….” he said to himself, looking up to meet their gaze. “They might do a better job to save Arya.”“We already told you our motives, and you assured us that it was the same as yours. Why then would you tie us up? Do you think we will betray you?” the Beta voiced out. If only he was with just a single sword, it would have been better. He was already intending to get one once they went into the market since his sword was taken from him as it was the palace’s property.Flarry gulped. He was lost for words.“Just untie us so we can settle things. Unless you are still in love with Freya and are enraged that we plot to kill he
The next day, Freya came into Arthur's room very early in the morning to see him still lying on the bed. She tapped his thigh. “It's morning already, won't you wake up?” she gnashed her teeth. “He's still that lazy….”“Who told you?” he peeped at her, stretching his limbs. “I am never lazy. I was being that way to steal your heart then, but not now. You wouldn't even accept me if I'm weak.” he yawned and sat up on the bed. “When did you leave the bed that I didn't get to know?”She scoffed. "You sleep so much that I can drag you out and you won't even know.”He shook his head. “You lie! If I was that way, then you would have killed me even before my parents.”She smiled, seeing him defend himself in all aspects is proof that he was becoming mature enough to be the King without being intimidated. “Fine, I just had a peek of the ministers and they are all shivering due to the cold. Leaving them to die there will cause your people to be against you, so I would prefer that they be thrown
About an hour after the fight with Flarry, Freya decided to go meet the maiden whom she's sure was Arya. She goes into the room to see her breathing quickly. “You must be so hungry that your breathing accelerated…” she squatted before her and wiped her nose ruthlessly. “Mates!!!”Arya lifted her face, having a scowl. “You must be jealous that we are mates….”“And you must have known about our relationship that you quoted that I'm jealous of.” she scoffed and rubbed her palm on Arya’s hair. “It's also a pity that he wouldn't even care if I kill you here. That won't stop him from attacking me either, not until he gets what he wants. So you can see, being his mate changes nothing. If you die while helping him, he will have another woman for himself.”Arya clenched her teeth. She hates it that Freya was talking ill of her lover, but could still reason out of it. Why isn't Flarry here to save her despite knowing she is in danger? Just like Freya said to her, she is worthless to Flarry and
Stamping the edge of his sword constantly on the floor, Flarry felt shattered. He didn't expect the ministers not to achieve what they had gone into the palace for. Arthur was a weak King to him and he believed that the ministers would be able to control him no matter what.He lifted his head to face his right-hand man, “Why should I believe that the puppet King arrested them all? Is it even that possible? A plea from the ministers is supposed to weigh him down that he will have no choice…..”“Freya is his strength!!!” the young man replied, sitting on the floor, his legs coiled up. “She emerged and startled them all, ready to kill them until Arthur interfered and stopped him. She must know that you staged it all…..”Flarry dropped his sword on the floor. “That wench! I just regret not killing her from the beginning……”“If it had worked out like you planned, you wouldn't say this.”“What then should I do? I need that file to overthrow Arthur. Once I successfully do it, Freya will be p
When the sun had set that same day, Arthur was already back and had discussed how everything went with Freya. He was taking a nap when the loud noise that kept reverberating in his ear forced him to sit up.He focused, to know if the noise he heard while asleep was real or his hallucinations. His brow arched when he realized that it was the voice of the ministers. “What is going on out there? Is it also written in the Pack constitution that the King will never rest?” he grimaced.Several times, he wanted to force himself to get back to sleep again but couldn't. It looked like they were screaming in his eyes once he laid back on the bed.“Who's there?” he screamed, and a guard came in and got to his knees. “What is going on out there? Or am I beginning to hear things?”The guard shook his head. “The Ministers are protesting in the front of the hall chamber.”“Why? Did anybody die?” he climbed down from the bed gently since the guard failed to answer his second question. He put on his r