When Freya awoke, Arthur was soundly asleep beside her. She carefully got out of bed and slipped out of his room. It was calm around and it was dark, which meant that everyone was sleeping. After taking a quick look at her bandaged wound, she entered her room and took a seat on the bed. She grinned broadly, remembering how everything went according to plan with Flarry in the execution. “They must think that they have finally succeeded, not knowing that I am stronger than they think,” she muttered and heaved a big sigh of relief. A glance at the wall clock, it was past midnight. “I slept for hours? Did I faint or something?" she pursed her lips. While she lay in bed, she started to think back on what Arthur had told her. Everything that came out of his mouth seemed implausible, but given the way he has been treated as King and the nature of his rule, she could come to believe him. She sniffed and crossed her legs together. “His family was killed? And he was not meant to die with the
What scared Freya the most was that his breathing was not steady. Since Luna and the councils had ordered her to stay within the palace for whatever reason, the doctor has not returned yet, and she does not know of any doctor in the area. She was afraid, but not of the councils' fury; rather, she was afraid because she would not want him to pass away that way. She leaned against his room wall and stared at his face, finding it difficult to grin. Tears gathered in her eyes multiple times, but she held them up. "Please get up from there; this is not the time to cry. Once I get the royal file, you may go to hell." she thought and scratched her head. Turning to her left, she saw Elora glaring at her. Was she meant to be angry with her or sympathetic to Alphas' condition? “Looks like she planned it and I ruined it. But why? Didn't she promise to terminate her plans?” Freya gasped and looked away. Elora touched her shoulder with a little smile, striving to concentrate on herself. "Thank
Freya did not leave Arthur's room until midnight. She was beside him, wiping the perspiration from his face and staring at him nonstop. His face was pale, and his pulse and breathing were faint—but she wasn't scared. She believed that the Moon goddess wouldn't let him die just like that. She then remembered that she and Elora had struck a deal regarding the incense pot, and that the only other way to save Arthur would be to find out exactly what he inhaled so that a certain cure could be applied. After scrubbing his body clean, she made the decision to slip into Elora's room that evening. The easiest time to wake her up and force her to hand it over is when she is sleepy. As she approached the doorpost, she turned to look at Arthur. “Poor thing! None of them have checked to see if you are still breathing." She shook her head in sympathy and left the room. She entered Elora's room, shut the door, and went straight to the bed. She drew her up by her arm and made her stand before her,
It was difficult for her to believe that the man she had wanted dead was the seventeen-year-old boy, but would this change anything? She is not sure—not when she did not even recognize her, that means the bond between them is gone...and that is why she will reject him once she is finished with the others. She was lost in thought as she made her way back to the palace. Her leg was too weak to bear the weight of her entire body. All she could think about was how to deal with Arthur so that she did not feel bad on her own. "You will be the last person I kill because you do not recognize me and refuse to give up the throne. So I will take what is mine and make sure you find your way." She stopped and wiped her face. "I will only spare your life if you give up the throne easily and without causing a scene. Otherwise, I will end your life like the others and forget about you completely." She threw the incense pot on the ground, not satisfied with her thought. “But why? Why would you be t
After a few minutes after giving the herb to Arthur, Freya saw his reaction and was relieved, thinking he would wake up. After feeding him the herbs once again that evening, she ate to her satisfaction, and that is when Flarry's mind connected with hers. She did not want him to feel guilty or regretful for falling in love with her, so she was afraid to answer his mind link. All she could think of was that he had discovered Arthur was the kid from years before. After so much delay, she responded to him. “Do you still have a deal with the Chief Minister? You ought to see him this evening, according to a letter that was sent here.” Flarry announced to her. She licked her fingers. “No reason?” “Yeah, no reason, just that you should show up,” Flarry replied to him. "What about your bait? I hope he dies in the process so that I may have peace of mind as well. I'm losing weight because you are still there, and the annoying thing is that you don't even care how I'm fairing.” She sighed.
"What will I do with this file if I get it now, knowing that I will never give it to him? Should I just seize the throne from Arthur or should I tell him who I am so he can keep ruling and I can serve as his official Luna?” She stopped next to a tree and took a seat on the ground. "Will he think I am telling the truth if I tell him who I am? Or will he believe I am making a claim to be her? What will I use to prove I am the girl he loved?" After several minutes passed, she was still unable to decide what to do when her wolf intervened and offered a suggestion. "Let him find out for himself. He will find out someday, and there will be no doubt in his mind." her wolf uttered, but she disagreed with it. "Freya, just as we did not recognize him, looking at our faces will not reveal who we are because we changed completely. He is the only one who knows what he will do to discover that we are that girl." She gave a sharp hiss. "By the way, whether he discovers it or not, I will not spare
The chief minister's desire for the royal file came to an end when Freya vowed to expose him if he asked for it again. He regretted ever allying with a stranger for the sake of the file, and he did not want Luna to lose faith in him. It has been five days, and the most exciting news for Freya is that Arthur is now awake. Although she is still concerned about what she will do with the file, and Flarry constantly reminds her that her time in the palace is ended, she admires the fact that he suffered and survived it. Luna rudely barged into her room and stripped her nude as she was getting ready to go for a walk about the palace with Arthur, as he had requested. She examined her nude body closely. She became angry and questioned Luna, "What is all this drama for? You would not harm Elora in this way, I am sure of it, and…." “And what again? Are you not tired of this already?” Luna shot back. She licked her lips. She could not understand what Luna was saying. “I had made plans for
Luna gave the Minister of War instructions, and an hour later, he showed up at the palace. They started organizing things when he warmed up to her. "When hunting with a gun and an arrow, which is simpler to trick?" Luna asked him. He rolled his eyes. "I believe an arrow, rather than a bullet, is preferable to deceive with." Luna handed him a large sum of money. "I would like you to create a hunting game between the Alpha King, his Mistress, and the playing Luna, and it will go like this." She handed him a piece of paper that she had pulled out. "This is Fletcher's address; please go to him and let him create their own arrows with various designs. A couple of Freya's belongings should be stolen and delivered to the assassin, and it should carry their name. The Minister gave a nod. “What are you planning this time?” his brows arched. "To call her a traitor..." she said with a sinister grin. "One of them should go to prison, but the others should all return with enormous animals." “