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
She admired the width and exquisite artwork decorating the main gate of the palace as she stood in front of it. She scoffs as she moves closer to the fence, hoping to avoid drawing attention from the guards, and then she leaps inside the palace compound. Seventeen years have passed since she left this mansion. A day that is constantly a nightmare and one she will never forget. That day, she lost her parents at the hands of the pack's ruling family. Freya is the Alpha Princess whose parents were murdered seventeen years ago. She is the little girl who ran for her life after witnessing her parents die. She ran into the woods, having nowhere else to go, and ended up as a rogue. Freya has been living as a secret assassin for seventeen years, carrying out missions for people just so she can survive, and she has promised to avenge her parents' deaths at any time so she can reclaim her throne. She is now on a mission to eliminate the Alpha King of the Oasis Pack. Alpha Arthur is the son o
Councils of all ranks, from high to low, crowded the hall. They had been convened by the Alpha because he needed to inform them about his acting Luna, and his parents would be notified as well. Freya followed the King as he entered. The voices from Flarry's warning replayed themselves in her head as she went alongside him. "Are you sure becoming the acting Luna of the man you want murdered is the right course of action? Do you believe everything will turn out the way you had intended?” She tried pushing it out of her by pushing her head, but it persisted. “Remember that we share a goal and that you are mine, Freya. I will not spare any of you if you ever fall in love with him.” Having finally let those words go, she wiped her face. "Flarry, I refuse to fall for him. I will never fall in love with my enemy. This is my one chance to do the task you assigned me and exact my retribution.” She answered that way, and she meant it. She despises this man more than words can express, yet i
Her eyes glowed as she glanced at Arthur. She was not sure if it was sympathy, rage, hate, or anguish for him. She closed her eyes to push the memory of his mother smacking him from her mind. "Are you alright?" With a nod, she responded to his question. "The next room is yours, so make yourself at home, and do not ever catch me off guard again, for I will not take your side for anything." He stated in her hearing. She licked her lips. "If I can't, what does that imply..." "I do not love you and do not intend to do so." He raised his head. She could sense the sorrow in those eyes, which made her wonder how long he had endured such humiliation at the hands of his parents. The fact that his father made no move indicates that he either supports it or that his mother is more strong than him. "I never wanted Luna, Freya, but I am doing this to have an heir to the throne. And because we met and you gave it voluntarily, I will make sure you are the mother of my kid." He approached his bed
Freya stood by the window, gazing out at the pitch-blackness that enveloped the entire area. She cast a quick glance at the closet, which had all of the clothing that Alpha had instructed the maids to bring for her. "I should acquire that file; it will not pass tonight." Shutting the curtain, she considered. A voice spoke to her at that moment. “Flarry!” She said, smiling subtly. "What strategy do you have? I want that jerk dead.” Through a mind connection, Flarry said to her. She let out a gasp. "Leave everything to me; I want him dead more than you do. I can not just kill him off so quickly; he need to endure the agony I did for all these years and then beg to die in my arms. Simply watch and see." She gave him her word. She is the greatest assassin Flarry has ever taught, therefore he trusts her. "Just make sure that nobody finds out who you are." "That is a vow!" She instantly disconnected the mind link and walked to the bed. She had left the palace in the evening on Alpha's or