When Arthur left his room, Luna was getting ready. She did not anticipate a guest and was taken aback to learn that the person she was seeing was the Red Fang Pack senior deputy chief minister. What more could he desire outright given that all of the arrangements were made in secret?Her eyes narrowed as she considered allowing him to enter. “What does he want? Is he supposed to be here when the festival is going on?” She detests visits like these, particularly when they share interests. “Bring him in!” After giving the guard a command at the entrance, she took a seat to greet her guest.Sweat trickled from her fist as it squeezed. She was clearly nervous, feeling as though their conversation had already ended. "I hope he is not attempting to back out of our arrangement," she said, shaking her head. She moistened her lips and let out a big breath. "I should not conclude until I hear his reasons for being here," she said.The minister was brought in and offered a seat after they had ex
Two days later, Freya was imprisoned in her room so she could not escape, and the Minister came to the Oasis Pack's palace to take her with them. Arthur was at a loss for what action to do; he had exhausted all possibilities to open the door and free Freya, but to no avail.Freya wasn't bothered either. She does not have any problems as long as she eats, showered, and goes to bed since she knows how she will deal with the so-called minister who wants to die in her hands.Arthur stormed into Luna's room for the seventh time, demanding to know what she was doing, just as he learned that the minister and Freya were heading away at dusk. "Are you not aware that you are misusing your authority as this pack's Luna? Why are you acting the way you are?” He roared at the middle-aged lady, who showed no regret for the things she had done or planned to do, "What do you think the Pack members would think of you once they hear all these?"He nibbled on his bottom lip. "So, after handing her to the
“Your Highness!” came the voice of the guard at Luna's doorpost. He went on, "I have to convey a message.." before entering softly and bowing to her.She motioned for the maid to allow them some solitude, and then the guard began.“The royal file is missing!”She snapped her eyes open. "I am starting to hear things,” she said with a laugh as she wiped her face. “Those assassins know where the dead one that betrayed me kept it. It can't just vanish into thin air now that I have to hold it tighter.”“Unfortunately, that's the truth. After speaking with the chief assassin, I made the decision to inform you so that you could direct your preparations while they continued their hunt.” The guard gave her an explanation, bowed, and exited the room.She experienced an overwhelming, searing heat. “That can't be! Losing the file and the throne are two different things, yet they are related. If any of my enemies get that file, I will be doomed.” She rubbed her head, as if she were losing all of t
Once Freya opened her eyes from her three-hour nap in the woods, she saw Flarry eyeing her from the side. His looks alone would cause one to stumble to the floor. There was not a single smile on his face. "When will we be compensated for a job well done?" he eventually said, his expression grimacing.Freya yawned and stretched her limbs. “Get paid? Were you the one that arrested the Minister? What should I compensate you for?" She snarled as she stood up. She felt really weird. Weak and tired at the same time. She wanted nothing more than to have a massage, eat, and sleep again. “Say something. Why should you get paid?”“Why won't we? You hired us to execute a work for you, and we deserve to be compensated." Flarry lashed out at her.She pouted and dipped her palm inside her coat, but there was nothing within. “As you can see, I am bankrupt. If you can be patient, I will have the Alpha King pay you instead." She made a single stride, but Flarry held her back. “Can't you let me go meet
There was intense scrutiny on Freya when she entered the palace through the gate. The servants, who had sworn that the Minister had taken her away, were all astonished to see her return with a fierce appearance.They bowed their heads after giving them a quick look. Why would they look at the acting Luna in that manner? There is a penalty for this offence.Scaling the veranda, she walked slowly to her chamber. She changed into casual attire after taking off her gown. She said, "Flarry!" and sat down on the bed. His question echoed in her mind. Rather than stay there staring at him, she raced out, unable to answer it.How would she let him know that she is losing interest in him? Will that sound pleasing? Is she really being so harsh to the man who has supported her for seventeen years?"I would much prefer to ignore it and let him drift away from me. It will be better if he does and takes in another woman….” she thought, crossing her legs. "I wonder how he plans to deal with the Minis
It was the Full Moon Ceremony. The entire Pack had assembled, and Arthur was to lead the rite. He had been exceedingly busy since the night before since he was preparing for the ceremony, which he said was his first as the Alpha King.Five days had passed since the Minister was attacked, and she had heard nothing from Flarry about whether or not he had freed the Minister. She didn't bother mind linking him either, because she still couldn't answer his last question.Freya was on her own in the mountains, keeping an eye on the pack members. The Pack Ministers, Alpha King, and his foster parents were all in the front row. She was uninterested in all of this, and not being present for the ceremony was a taboo, otherwise she would remain in the palace.It was her first time watching the ceremony after her parents' deaths since she had lived as a rogue and they are not supposed to be there when the ritual is taking place. It was exhausting to watch them, and she reflected about her time as
Early the next morning, there were a lot of questions regarding the abrupted full moon ceremonial rite and the Alpha King's poor performance in safeguarding his people. The queries were pasted all over the Packs, and one of the guards had gone around to get them in the palace.Arthur was fidgeting. He had to decide which to deal with first. Was it his parents death or the queries? All of the Pack members are furious, although they are not at fault. Presently, the most vexing aspect is that those who had planned this kind of rebellion are no longer alive, and it was the one he housed within his roof that ultimately took their lives.His Beta came in and bowed to him. “It's been a while, Beta…” Arthur said, averting his eyes. “I wonder where you have been—”“Your Majesty, I deserve to die…”“Just get out of my sight. There's a possibility of replacing you.” After yelling at his Beta, Arthur resumed his task. He is in complete charge of the throne and will decide who will serve him and w
The sun had fallen, and Freya was conducting the funeral with Arthur at her side. A river would develop from the tears that fell from her eyes onto the floor. This would be her final funeral service for her parents. She will have to accept that they are doing well in the hereafter and go on with her life from this point on.A voice rang in her ear as she sat on the floor. "Flarry's intentions!” she said, looking horrified. “What is his intention that I don't know? "Wouldn't it be better if I knew what his genuine goals were?" she wondered, her gaze fixed on the blazing light."Then you must pay him a discreet visit; only then will you learn the truth. I will have to watch the best moment to accomplish it and then notify you." Her wolf suggested, and she nodded. She turned to find Arthur looking back at her, but none of them said anything to each other. Finally, they are living as strangers under the same roof.After seeing the candle melt together, Arthur departed, leaving her alone.
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