Sold by her ex-husband after she caught him cheating with her stepsister, Freya the powerless Lycan Princess who had always been hidden has her life turned upside down when she realizes that she had been sold to the cursed cruel Rogue King, Thorne Frost, her father’s enemy to become his breeder. But how would she become his breeder when she has been declared as not being able to bear a child? What would Thorne do when he realizes that the woman he chose as a breeder in a bid to break his curse was no one other than the daughter of his enemy whom he loathed and to worsen it, she ended up being his mate! Would he end up rejecting her or would he put their differences behind them and join hands with her to bring down everyone who had caused chaos in her life? A cursed Rogue King. A powerless Lycan Princess. And Four Babies.
Lihat lebih banyakCeleste’s P.O.VPulling my legs to my chest, I buried my face in between my knees. I couldn’t count the last time that I had seen the sunlight. Ever since Nigel recaptured me, he had abandoned me in the basement since then. I didn’t know what happened to Camilla either. Dead? Maybe. I didn’t care. I lived constantly in fear, the kind of fear that settled in my bones, the one that kept me on the edge, the one that made me scared about the unknown. Nigel hated me and I could feel my death’s day getting closer with every passing second. However, the question was when? I have spent thirty days in this basement… I had even lost count. The fear of death terrified me to my bones. It wasn’t a pleasant feeling that I wanted to experience yet. Sometimes, thoughts about how to make Nigel forgive me would cross my mind. Thoughts about apologizing to him, owning up to my mistakes, and pleading for my life. But my ego…No. I would rather fall from a cliff on my own than apologize for somethi
EnzoMy fingers curled tightly around her neck, tears welling in her eyes, and staring into Freya’s eyes, I had never felt so much rage at once. She didn’t fight back, instead, her mouth parted, and a strangled gasp escaped her. “No…one… I would never tell anyone” She stammered out and that was the moment the storm inside of me calmed. “Promise?”She choked out. “I promise”My pupils dilated, and I slowly released my fingers around her throat. Freya fell to the ground, her fingers fluttering to her neck as she gasped for air. Guilt wrapped its way through my heart and pity shone in my eyes for her. I hated that it did. I hated that I felt sympathetic towards Freya. Not sparing her another single glance, I grabbed the coat, threw it over my shoulders, and stepped out of the room with anger coursing through me. Just at that moment, my heart turned cold in my chest when my phone buzzed in my hands. I swallowed the heavy lump that formed in my throat, glancing at the message on the
Freya’s P.O.V I sucked in a deep breath and then another before my eyes fluttered open, and I mustered the courage to knock on the door of Enzo’s room. Knocked once, and did it a second time, but there was no response. Frustration needled at me for a second, and it made me wonder if he was in there. The maid that I met on my way here had claimed that he was in. At that moment, my mind drifted back to Thorne and how he had told me to be careful around Enzo. But I would never understand the need to. Before Thorne showed me any kindness, Enzo was a nice person to me. He always brought me food, gave me fruits, and would listen to me rant. So, why did I have to be careful around him when it was obvious that he was going through something? Just as I raised my hand to knock the third time, the door suddenly opened, and I drew my hand back immediately. His hair was disheveled, and he ran his hands around his face, groaning. “What do you want?” I smiled. “Can I come in?” He threw h
Thorne’s P.O.VAfter leaving the field, Enzo and I went to visit Asher’s family alongside Heath. I didn't know what to make of the expression on his face but all I knew was that while we were there, he had his head lowered, not daring to look at Asher’s fiancee and his son. He couldn't even hold him in his hands. Only a guilty soul would do that. All of this further proved that he had something to do with it. I was now back home, discussing with Heath concerning Enzo and while we were speaking, I caught sight of Freya, and everything Heath had been saying faded into the background. My heart pounded hard against my chest and I called out to her. “Freya…”She stopped in her tracks, shooting me a quick glare before darting her eyes over to Enzo who lowered his head in reverence for her. She did the same and that was when I dismissed Heath. “Freya, what is this?”Her face contorted into a frown and before I could take a step, she turned on her heel. I stared at her in disbelief, runni
Thorne’s P.O.VI stood at the rim, calling Freya repeatedly, but she didn't answer and the one time she answered, she broke down over the phone. She sobbed, talking about how I had hated her, didn't trust her, and was pretending to love her. Freya screamed, reiterating the fact that she was different from her father. How she just wanted to live and how I had always done nothing but break her heart all the time. Honestly, I didn't know where all of this was coming from. I didn't even know if these words were caused by her random mood swings but the pain in her voice…It broke me.And worse, she didn't allow me to speak because she hung up on me and didn't answer any of my calls since that time. I was worried. Deeply worried. I was far from home and the thought of Freya in that broken state was unbearable. It made my heart twist in pain and…Heath broke my train of thought. I turned, my eyes drifting to the plastic evident bags that he gripped— the bag that contained small glass bot
Freya’s P.O.VThere was a decree that whoever was found with Silver poison had to be killed. I could only hope that whoever had it in their possession was found so that the senseless deaths that just spurred out of nowhere could end. Thorne would stop being stressed and when the war is over, we would finally have peace. I crouched before Isaac, meeting him at eye level as my mind drifted towards the priestess. She had made some prayers to the moon goddess and somehow, I had started regaining some bits of my memories from that night. Thorne and Enzo had claimed that a spell had been cast upon me to wipe out a part of my memory. Although, I hadn't believed but now that the priestess had stepped in, I could remember Reginald being there but what he had said was what I couldn't remember. He had been surrounded by some strange women, and just that image of him that flashed through my mind sent a shiver down my spine. Isaac broke my train of thought. “Mum, I am starving”My pupils dilat
Thorne’s P.O.VAnother silence stretched through the court, my eyes shifting to Alan who whimpered softly as he covered his mouth with his hands, blood slipping between his fingers.My mind drifted back to what the Elders said concerning the dangerous poison—Silver. Even though I knew what they were trying to say, I couldn't help but admit that Lycans don't react to the effect of Silver like that. While the moon goddess banned Silver for our kind, the chances that a Lycan could be the one distributing Silver were high. However, the one thing I would never understand was why Freya’s name was being dragged into this. It seemed to me like they hadn't learned their lesson after what I just did to Alan. I rolled my eyes, breaking the silence. “By mentioning Freya as the only Lycan in the kingdom, what are you trying to insinuate?” Elder Craig. “We are not trying to accuse her, but the people are already suspecting her. They also believe that she doesn't have your well-being at heart, a
Thorne’s P.O.VNo one had dared speak against me ever since I founded the Rogue Kingdom. They knew that speaking against my word or order meant death for them. But, the council of elders was here, ranting, and as much as I was seething with rage, I couldn’t say a single word. As if Asher’s death wasn’t worse, five different men were found dead and their bodies were disfigured just in the same way as Asher’s. Silver. They had all consumed a silver poison. At first, I had thought that Asher’s death was due to suicide—I mean everything was confusing. In the note that he had left, he had written about how he was fed up with everything and felt like he didn’t deserve his family. He had even sealed the note with his blood. I wanted to think that it was suicide, but with the bodies that were recently found, I would be too foolish to ignore the pattern. They couldn’t have committed suicide. This was murder. Someone in possession of Silver was sending a message to me. I wanted to point fi
Thorne’s P.O.VWe had gone back only to find out that the woman named Elsie had relocated to Belgium. Although Freya had been devastated, the only thing that consoled her was the fact that Elsie had left a phone number in case Freya ever contacted her. I watched as she stared at the piece of paper while I followed closely behind her and at that moment, my mind drifted back to Nigel. Anger boiled within me when the memories of what had happened earlier flashed inside my mind. What the heck was he even up to? The two had smiled at each other like they were long-lost acquaintances who were just meeting each other after so many years. And now that I had come face to face with Nigel, I couldn't just shake off the eerie feeling that he looked familiar. I ran a finger through the back of my neck, trying to recollect where I had seen him before, but it was impossible. I was sure that I had seen him before, but I couldn't just place where. It didn't matter, though. All that mattered was
Freya “I am sorry to say this but you can’t bear a child again because your womb has been greatly damaged” My lips parted in shock as his words echoed through my mind. Time slowed down and it felt like the whole room was spinning with the doctor's words fading in the background. No, it had to be that my hearing was impaired or maybe this was a nightmare. The pack’s doctor snapped me out of my thoughts. “Luna Freya, are you even listening?” Staring deep into her eyes, the reality of what was happening weighed in on me, causing dread to settle at the pit of my stomach as tears rushed into my eyes and my hands flew over my mouth. “No!” A scream tore from my lips. Today was the day that I was supposed to be discharged from the hospital and I came to ask her to know when I could start trying for a child again because, for the fourth time, my baby died in my womb— A stillborn. I wiped off my tears with the back of my hands, shaking my head slowly. “Five years of tryin...
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