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
Thorne’s POV Anger simmered in my veins, my gaze following Freya until she disappeared from my sight. As soon as she was out of view, I heaved a sigh of relief, fixing my gaze back to the girls who stood before me, cowering in fear. “T–Thank you” The brunette-haired girl muttered while the other girl whose eyes were still squeezed shut trembled in fear. “Thank you?” I reiterated, causing her to raise her head as she exchanged fleeting glances with the other girl, whose eyes had now fluttered open. “What are you thanking me for? For the fact that I listened to your lies?” My eyes darkened and slowly, my fingers curled into fists. Earlier, I went on a run around the mountain side and that was when I spotted Freya around the garden, watching her closely with my wolf tingling in excitement until the moment was ruined by the two witches who decided to bully her. How dare they bully the mother of my children? Were they not scared? One of the girls broke my train of tho
Celeste’s P.O.V As soon as Thorne left the room while Rayna was dragged out by the guards, I exhaled sharply, my heart pounding beneath my palms as my chest heaved up and down while I tried to steady my breathing. I couldn’t believe that Thorne had fallen for my lies. And most importantly, how could everything almost go wrong? If I hadn’t played smart as soon as I found out what was going on, there was a high chance that things would have turned gory between Thorne and me. I slumped on the couch behind me, anger coursing through my veins as my eyes fluttered open while my mind drifted back to when my maid, Barbara, had rushed into my room to tell me about what was going on. She had told me how Kate and Rayna picked on Freya and how Thorne happened to have witnessed the scene and in anger, he had strangled Kate to death and now, he was coming for me since Rayna exposed me already. When she gave me that life-saving information, I knew that I needed to act fast. It
Freya I shuddered, the grotesque image of Kate’s lifeless body flashing in my mind. No matter how much I tried to lock those memories into the furthest corners of my heart, that taunting image never left. How could someone be that cruel and most importantly, how could the moon goddess mate me with someone as despicable as Thorne? How he even had a soft spot for Celeste was something that I couldn’t wrap my head around. Celeste was too nice and soft to be engaged to that man. It seemed more like he had a soft spot for those that he took as family. Since I was carrying his children, he must have taken that as a justifiable reason to do something so horrible as that to Kate. My eyes fluttered open while I tried to put those horrible thoughts behind me. I sucked in a deep breath, pushing the gigantic doors to the library open while shutting it closely behind me, pulling the lock. I couldn’t risk Thorne coming in here because this was now like my personal space since peopl
Freya I sucked in a deep breath, trying to calm the turmoil that brewed deep within me. But the more I tried, the more I struggled to grapple with the reality now set before me—The reality that I was stuck with Thorne and would have to see him more often. Even if I didn't, the necklace he had given to me for that absurd reason would always remind me of him and the atrocities that my father had committed against his people. I hated my life. I just hated it here. Biting my lower lip in regret, I turned, stealing a glance at Thorne who sat at a corner, flipping through the pages of an astronomy book. He seemed pretty chill and ever since he had revealed the secret opening to me, he had always frequented this library. A day hardly went by without him coming in here. So all those talks about Thorne hardly frequenting the library was nothing but bullshit. But maybe I shouldn't blame anyone since Thorne always came to the library without anyone noticing.
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’s P.O.VMurmurs filled the entire place and people flipped out their phones, taking pictures and recording videos. “Did he just mention the Lycan King?”“Are they actors shooting a movie?”“What the fuck is a Lycan King?” “Is this some sort of a joke?” Someone said, chuckling as he pushed the cart away while my face flushed with embarrassment. My pupils dilated and I shifted my eyes towards Thorne whose chest heaved up and down as a muscle in his jaw ticked. He didn’t seem to care about the eyes that were fixed on us. What he cared the most about was unleashing hell on Cedric. Blood ran underneath Nigel’s nostrils as he wiped it off with his hands. “The fuck is wrong with you, man?” He cussed and those words did nothing but enrage Thorne further. Thorne was like a mad beast, his entire body tensed with fury and at that moment, it dawned on me that this man didn’t care for the fact that he was in the human world. With the way he had clenched his fingers, I knew that he was ab
Freya’s P.O.VA shiver ran down my spine and while Nigel kept talking about his daughter, I froze, turning slightly while swiveling my head around the entire section. I didn't know, but why did it seem more like someone was watching me or worse, following me? And at the same time, why could I smell Thorne?My stomach tied a knot and I brushed my hands through the back of my neck because I saw no one except for the customers who went about with their daily business. Could Thorne have followed me?No. I doubted that. He was currently busy with the moon festival and right now, he didn't give a shit about me or whatever happened to me—Like he had insinuated over the phone. Nigel broke my train of thought and concern shone in his eyes. “Is there a problem?”My pupils dilated, and a placid smile slipped through my face. “No. I was thinking that I saw someone. Turned out that it wasn't the person I thought it was” I lied while his brows knitted together in confusion as his eyes coasted
Freya’s P.O.VWith my eyes on him, I bobbed my head, chewing at the same time as I listened keenly to how he talked about his daughter and how he came to the mall to get his daughter a gift because some miscreants had ruined her birthday party. He talked about how he ended up yelling at her and hoped that the gifts would somehow appease her. “That was why you came all the way here?”He took a sip of his juice. “The gift that she wanted, I heard that the last edition is in this mall. It is a rare vinyl record and my daughter hopes to become a musician someday,”“Aww” I bit into my sandwich, stealing a glance at him, watching as he stared into the phone with a bright smile on his face. But in his eyes, I saw a troubled soul or maybe, I was overthinking things like always. I cleared my throat. “Why did you change your name then? I honestly never knew that you were the Nigel my cousins talked about. Cedric is a nice name, you shouldn't have changed it”He chuckled. “Would you have consi
Freya’s P.O.VI left. Thorne would never understand how important today was for Elsie and how it was essential for me to be by her side through these trying times. She would have been so depressed with her past trauma, coupled with the fact that she hadn't even seen me and the quadruplets for months. So, I needed to be by her side. She had always been my pillar of strength and I couldn't let her down when she needed me the most. Thorne was just scared for me and while his fears were valid, what he didn't know was that no one would dare to attack me since they would all think that I would be in the castle for the moon festival. So, nothing wrong was going to happen, and I was sure of that. Aside from that, I could protect myself and had gotten a Taser. When the quadruplets learned that I was going to visit Elsie, they cried and whined about how they wanted to visit her as well but today was a ‘me’ day with Elsie and I needed this moment with her alone. Pressing a button, the roof
Thorne’s P.O.V Hands folded behind me, I watched the scene unfold before me. The scene of Enzo, playing with the quadruplets, carrying them, and throwing them into the lake while they collectively pushed him into the lake. Despite the scene before me, I couldn't forget what he had done by making me believe that Asher was the traitor. If it weren't for the fact that he was someone whom I loved a lot, I would have had him killed. He was my closest friend. My family. Enzo apologized to me and tried to make me forgive him and right now, he knew that I was watching him from the tower and that was the reason, he was putting extra effort into playing with the quadruplets. He was dying hard to get my approval but to me, everything he was doing made him more suspicious. He knew that finding Reginald was important for me, yet, he intentionally made me suspect Asher. It felt more like he was trying to distract me and protect the real traitor, or he could be the real traitor. Nah. Enz
Nigel Celeste’s eyes were cold, soulless, and empty so bad that it sent a shiver skating down my spine. I had always thought that my soul was corrupted behind redemption but looking into her eyes, I knew that I was nowhere near her level of ruin. Even though she looked me in the eye, she had erased me. The anger that flared within my chest sent pain radiating through my body, and it took a lot of restraining not to strangle her to death. This woman wasn’t broken yet. She was far from that. She hasn’t reached the level of despair I wanted for her. Despite all my attempts to crush and break her, she was still standing. Frustration needled at me and a scoff escaped me as I straightened and folded my hands behind me. “You are a piece of shit, Celeste…” I muttered through gritted teeth. She blinked her eyes rapidly, opening her mouth to speak, but nothing came out. I watched as she squeezed her eyes shut, sucked in a deep breath and as soon as her eyes fluttered open, I knew that
Celeste’s P.O.VPanic bled through my veins when the reality of the situation that I was in dawned on me. Not Nigel. Not this beast for crying out loud. A scream ripped from my throat. “Help. Somebody help me. Help!” I pounded my fist on the car’s window, tears streaming down my face. The car made a U-turn, heading towards Nigel’s pack. There was no way that this was happening. This had to be a nightmare but if it was, why wasn't I waking up from it? However, before I could let out another cry, something hard wrapped around my neck, pulling me back to the chair as it restricted my air inflow. Was it a belt? A rope or what?I clawed at the rough material that tightened around my neck, tears welling in my eyes as I struggled to set myself free. “If you don't want to die, you had better keep that mouth shut, or you can scream as long as you want, no one is ever going to hear you” The man behind me whispered, his breath fanning against my ear as hot tears cascaded down my cheeks. Des