Freya’s P.O.V I drifted down the hallway, lost in the perfection and beauty of the artwork hung on the wall. This was the distraction that I needed—a distraction from my miserable life and most importantly, Thorne. All of a sudden, I stopped dead in my tracks when my gaze fell on Thorne’s portrait and my heart lurched. The aura around him could be felt just from the picture. A cold thrill ran down my spine while I stepped forward, my fingers slowly grazing his artwork as different thoughts coursed through my mind at that moment. My heart sank into my stomach and knowing the things that my father had done to his own family shattered my heart to pieces. Somehow, it made me remember how I needed to keep my guard up because if Thorne uncovered my true identity, he was going to get rid of me irrespective of the fact that I was carrying his children. Suddenly, my heart almost leaped into my throat, when I felt a hand gripping me by the shoulders before shoving me to the grou
Celeste’s P.O.V Thorne had just returned from a meeting with the elders while I draped myself in a lacy sheer white dress that clung to my curves and skimmed right above my thighs. I needed to reclaim the position that I held in his heart. I knew much had not changed except for the fact that he was pissed about my recent actions. But I was here to change things and since the full moon—Thorne’s most dreaded day— would be coming up in three days, I needed to be there for him. His hazel eyes flickered to me, a glint of passion and fury burning in them as his eyes slithered down my face to my thighs. I swayed my hips towards him in deliberation, carefully sitting on his lap and when my ass grazed with the bulge in his pants, a smirk crept at the corner of my mouth. He couldn’t push me away. He was in love with me and despite the rage he felt for me, he would never turn me down. “My Angel” I whispered in this coquettish voice as I gripped his face in my palm, staring into
Freya’s P.O.V Confusion swirled deep within me, watching as some maids scurried in and out of the palace while carrying golden metal bowls that reeked of strong herbal scent. Bile rose in my throat because of the stench. The only reason I was here in Thorne’s palace today was because I wanted to meet Celeste concerning what the bullies had done to me. Thorne had dismissed me for today, claiming that my services weren't needed. My earlier assumption was that tonight was the night of the full moon and although not everyone celebrated it, in my father’s kingdom they held elaborate festivals in honor of it. Suddenly, I was jolted out of my thoughts when a soft hand curled around my arms, pulling me toward a corner. It was Astrid, the maid who personally worked for Thorne before she was dismissed by him. Her hands slowly released my arms, her sapphire eyes glinting with worry. “What…are you doing here?” My eyes fluttered and that was when it hit me that the pungent arom
Thorne’s P.O.V A wave of shock coursed through me, leaving me dumbfounded and at a loss for words because what just happened? The pain that would always leave me groaning in pain till the full moon disappeared, vanished just as soon as I held Freya’s hands. Her eyes glinted with an otherworldly light while beads of sweat trailed down her forehead. Her breath came in ragged gasps, her head swaying gently by the sides as she placed a finger on her temple. Before I could react, she lurched forward, collapsing on my broad shoulders and at that moment, something sparked in me. My wolf growled within me, the urge to stroke her hair and caress her cheeks enveloped me. Her scent wafted through my nostrils, filling my senses with a different kind of sweetness and serenity that I had never experienced before—It was different from what I had felt on the day we found out we were mates. It was a different feeling that I had never felt with Celeste. Just how powerful was Freya? S
Freya’s P.O.V Trepidation clawed at the back of my neck like icy fingers as different thoughts plagued my mind. What in the world happened between Thorne and me? How did that happen? How was I able to heal him when I was a powerless Lycan princess who was strongly hated by her dad because of her inability to shift? My eyes flickered back to my wrist instinctively, thinking about the light that shone on it when Thorne grabbed my wrist. How was I even able to do that? Maybe it was all a coincidence. It had to be a coincidence. At that moment, my mind strayed towards Celeste and the betrayal on her face when I kissed Thorne. Unease rose to choke me immediately as the memories of that horrific moment flooded through my mind. I was a horrible person. She had been nothing but extremely nice to me and all I could do to pay her back was kiss her Finacè… My fingers trailed my lips when the image of Thorne kissing me flashed across my mind as my stomach tied a knot. The way
Freya’s P.O.V I stared down at my stomach, rubbing it instinctively, before the sound of the gigantic door creaked open. Sucking in a deep breath, I stepped into the hallway and as soon as the door slammed shut behind me, I quickly hid in a corner, pressing myself against the cold walls. Inhaling another deep breath, I marshaled the last bit of strength inside of me and peeked around the corner for any sign of him. By him, I meant Thorne. Even though Astrid told me that he rarely visited the library, I just felt the urge to be extra careful. The last thing I wanted was to be around him and spark something uncontrollable between us. I noticed how the maids sat down on benches around the hallway, chatting and chuckling freely. The more I observed them, the more I couldn't help but notice how free they were around here. All of this meant that no one was around to put them in check, and it proved that everything Astrid said concerning Thorne not visiting this place was tr
Celeste’s P.O.V I waltzed through the hall, my head swaying gently by the sides as I fisted my gown and tried everything in my power to control the anger that simmered within me. Now standing at the entrance, I stopped in my tracks, glancing back at Freya who lowered her head in reverence the moment her eyes met mine. But the second the gigantic doors shut, the smile on my face died and a storm of fury brewed within me as different thoughts coursed through my mind. Sending her to that abandoned library was actually a good idea but at the same time, there was this nudging fear at the back of my mind that the worst could happen and that I needed to keep eyes on both Thorne and Freya. Before I could wrap my head around things, a shrill voice echoed down my ears, startling me before it was followed by laughter—one that I knew well. I spun on my heels, narrowing my eyes in the direction that the voice emanated only to spot Sadie, Thorne’s sister jumping into Enzo’s embrace a
Freya’s P.O.V It was a beautiful day and most importantly, a week of having not ever set eyes on Thorne, and to think that there might be a high chance that I would never set eyes on him made excitement bubble deep within me. My fingers brushed through the silk-like flowers, spinning around while thunder rumbled through the sky. I paused mid-spin, glancing up at the sky that was beginning to darken, while my brows furrowed in confusion because how did the sky just change now? It was about to rain, and I needed to get back to my quarters as fast as possible. However, while I turned, ready to take to my heels, my heart dropped to my toes when I caught sight of Rayna and Kate—the two girls who had bullied me—strolling towards me with a rueful smile creeping at the corners of their mouth. Just the smile on their face showed that they were here for nothing but trouble, and that was the last thing they would be getting from me. It was appalling that they hadn’t learned t
Freya’s P.O.V A giddy rush coursed through me as I reached for the black coat hanging from the rack. Just as I pulled the coat from the rack, my phone buzzed in my other hand and I set the coat back. It was Alexandro who was calling. A smile crossed my face at that moment, swiping through my screen before pressing the phone to my ears. “Hello, Alexandro…” The smile on my face faltered when the urgency and fear laced in his voice took me aback because what in the world was going on? Did something bad happen to him? “Where are you? I need you to remain wherever you are, and I don't want you coming to the bakery” He rushed while I raised a brow in confusion, running my hands through my hair. “Can you calm down and talk to me, and shouldn't you have left already? You told me that you would be leaving soon…is there anything wrong? Did something bad happen at the bakery or is this one of your pranks again?” With that same urgency in his voice, he responded. “Freya, you wou
Thorne’s P.O.V The sound of a car screeching to a halt filled my ears, breaking through my train of thoughts on how to deal with the disrespectful woman who had called me a pedophile. Hannah handed over the bag containing bagels to Enzo while I turned, hoping that it was the boss who was here. However, it was a black supercar and my heart sank down my stomach in disappointment. I hoped that it was her so that I could confront her but since it wasn't her car, I was about to turn away when my heart turned cold in my chest and I froze. A man dressed in white pleated pants and a white t-shirt with a scarf hanging loosely around his neck came out of the car. He removed his sunglasses, running his hands through his hair while I stared at him with my mouth parted slightly in shock. Because what was this? How was this even real? Maybe I was starting to have an issue with my eyesight because there was in no way that this man was the one standing next to the car. He locked his ca
Thorne’s P.O.V How in the world didn’t I check the business card? For the days that the business card was in my possession, I was oblivious to the fact that the business card was that of Fefe’s Sweet Corner Bakery. For a weird reason that I couldn’t place, a smile spread through my face. I was so confident that this wasn’t a coincidence at all. This was nothing but fate. However, the excitement that surged inside of me was soon cut out by Enzo’s words that filled my ears. I raised my head, shooting him a glare, while he tensed before he forced out a smile. “Did I interrupt something?” He said awkwardly. I raised a brow. “What sort of question is that?” “Well, you have been staring at that with this excitement on your face…” His words trailed while he glanced at his wristwatch. “And you have been staring at the business card for ten minutes now” “With the way you have been staring at the card, one would think that you would be reconnecting with your love there” My eyes
Freya’s P.O.V A bright smile formed on my face, glancing at the clock that ticked slowly before turning and shooting a wink at Hannah who stood behind the counter. “I have a good feeling about today, Hannah?” I almost squealed in excitement. She now sat weakly on the wooden chair behind the counter, her shoulders slumping as she heaved an exasperated sigh while shifting her gaze back to what she was recording. “I don’t have a good feeling about today” Her tone was void of life and energy. I chuckled, stalking towards the counter before leaning forward. “But you looked forward to me hiring a part-timer. Aren’t you excited anymore?” “The workload today is already stressing me out. Can the part-timer start working today?” “That would be tomorrow and good news, I spoke to Alexandro and Elsie about it, and they suggested that hiring two more people would be okay and…” Before I could complete my words, the door swung open, and I turned, almost yelling. “We are closed for now…
Freya’s P.O.V Peeking through the kitchen window, I took a glance at the quadruplets who ran around with bubbles floating around them, their laughter echoing in the yard. The gardener watered the flowers, a soft grin spreading across his face as he playfully popped a drifting bubble. Amusement lingered in his expression for a moment before he refocused on the task at hand. Their joy was contagious, and I couldn't help but be glad that they didn't fight today. Because they got into fights every minute. Sliding back to my chair, I scrolled through my phone, trying to select the perfect gift since Elsie’s birthday was coming up in the next three days. However, I couldn't focus because of the burning gaze of Hannah whose eyes singed my cheeks. I heaved an exasperated sigh, placing my phone on the table while she pursed her lips slightly and hung her head low. “What is it, Hannah?” “I am sorry” her voice was barely above a whisper. “You took me as a family even though I am
Thorne’s P.O.V Fixing my gaze on the woman who panted heavily as she struggled to catch her breath, she stood in front of me, her chest heaving up and down as her hands tightly clutched her chest. She straightened, cussing under her breath before she ran her hands through her hair frustratedly and a groan escaped her. “How could they be so fast? Why can’t I even catch them?” She mumbled and at that moment, she turned, her eyes locking into mine while she froze. She took me aback, walking towards me. “Earlier, I saw you talking to the children. Who are you, sir? Because I have never seen you around here…” I cleared my throat, fixing her a stern gaze while slipping my hands down my pocket. “I came here for business, and I am just meeting the twins for the first time. Isaac and Iris mentioned something about buying a new leash for the dog…” “Twins? What twins are you talking about?” I raised a brow in confusion. “Isaac and Ivy…” Before she could respond, I had already d
Thorne’s P.O.V My face scrunched in disgust, swiping fast to clear the offending image of her from my screen. She just celebrated her wedding anniversary and to think that she was heavily pregnant—only for her to send pictures of her bare thighs with the caption ‘Do you miss this? I would have come to you if you called, but you broke my fingers for a woman who left you in the end’ “Celeste,” I muttered through gritted teeth. This wasn't even an obsession at this point. This was pure madness. Her audacity to even send such a raunchy picture as this after what she had done to my sister, Sadie. She got some nerves. “What do I do with her?” I tossed the phone to Enzo who sat across from me, holding a chess piece. He caught my phone, his eyes darkening with every second that his gaze lingered on the phone’s screen. A growl rumbled from his throat as he ran his hands through his hair frustratedly. “Can you permit me to end this woman’s life? You should have killed her then
Freya’s P.O.V “Bye…” The quadruplets waved from the school bus window while I blew them a kiss, watching their bus until it disappeared around the corner. As soon as they left, anxiety crept at the back of my neck while hoping that they enjoyed the rest of their days in school like the first one. I also hoped that Iris would be able to connect with her friends at school. After hearing about the difficulties she faced on the first day in school, I spoke to her teacher, who assured me that she would address the situation with the girl who had made Iris feel left out. I trusted that with some guidance, Iris would find her place and feel more at ease this year. She also promised to invite the girl’s parents, and I couldn’t help but wish that things would go on well. Heaving an exasperated sigh, I turned, and my heart almost leaped into my throat as I was startled by a playful voice behind me. “Boom!” Placing my hand on my chest in a bid to steady my breathing, I whipped a
Thorne’s P.O.V Empty— That was the perfect word to describe the current situation in my life. Actually, no, that was basically what my life was filled with now. Nothing but emptiness. Ever since Freya left, my life had remained frozen in time. Nothing made sense without her being around, and no matter how much I tried searching for her, I couldn’t find her. I had searched the ends of the earth for her. I turned the world upside down searching for her, yet all my efforts came to nothing. Alexandro, my long-time enemy turned friend, had helped in finding her, and he even went as far as checking if there was a high chance that she was captured by the Lycan King, but he had found nothing. I even waged war against everyone that I thought might have a hand in her disappearance, but all my attempts all led to a dead end. Like that, I had been stuck trying to unravel the mystery behind Freya’s disappearance and the memories of her that I couldn’t let go. I wasn’t sane anymor