Freya’s P.O.V I didn’t know how long I had been knocked out, but by the time I regained consciousness, my eyes opened to blurry visions of firefighters. The constant screams for Ethan, the sobs, and the hands nudging me to wake up. For a second, confusion swamped my mind, but then the memories flooded through my head. The fireworks, the explosion, and most importantly, the fact that Ethan was stuck in that house because he had gone to bed early. Panic bled through my veins and I got to my feet, pain lancing through me with every step that I took. “Ethan…” My voice was barely above a whisper. Before I could take another step, fingers wrapped around my arm and Enzo pulled me back immediately. “You can’t go near the fire…” A scream rippled from my throat and I shouted at him. “Leave me alone. What right do you have to touch me and…” Tears welled up in my eyes, blurring my vision further. “My son is stuck in that house, and you are trying to hold me back” Sobs racked throug
Freya’s P.O.VNever in my wildest imagination did I imagine finding myself back in Thorne’s castle. But here I was, starting all over again and trying so hard to not think about the huge loss that I had encountered over my businesses. Thorne had promised to make it up to me, but his sweet words could never fill the huge void that was in my heart. Aside from that, the quadruplets were having a hard time adapting to this place and even though I had tried so hard to hide the other part of them, nothing could be hidden here.They managed to see some warriors shifting into their wolf forms, and it has been nightmares upon nightmares since that time. It took weeks to make them understand that they weren’t humans and that when they got older, they would shift. Emma thought that it was cool. Isaac said it was absurd. Ethan couldn’t wait to become older and shift. Ivy, on the other hand, wasn’t having any of this and constantly cried to return home. With time, they would adjust to this pla
Thorne’s P.O.VI felt bad for the quadruplets and most importantly, Ivy. Despite the ongoing war at hand, I was more conflicted about how to make their new house feel homey for them. Experiencing someone shifting into their wolf form also didn’t make things better for Ivy, instead, it made things worse and Freya was doing everything in her power to keep Ivy distracted. Enzo had recommended making the environment more fun by creating a small fun park. A huge reform was also going on in the castle— No one was allowed to shift in the open anymore. I couldn’t just imagine how traumatized she was after experiencing someone shifting. The buzz of the tablet jolted me out of my thoughts and a smile slipped through my face because it was a message from Camilla—About Freya’s archery session. Freya looked forward to learning archery, and it broke my heart that I wasn’t there to witness her first training session. Swiping through the phone’s screen, the detailed report that appeared made the
FreyaDespite my attempts to sleep, I couldn’t. I wouldn’t stop tossing and turning on the bed because my mind wouldn’t stop drifting back to the sisters who were currently locked up in the darkest part of the dungeon. I knew that I shouldn’t care about them because of what they had done to me at the training ground. But at the same time, the thought of having to starve and thirst for days didn’t sit right with me. Instead, it traumatized me and pulled me back to memory lane— The times when I had been locked up by my father and left to starve to death and if it wasn't for the head servant’s intervention, I could have died just like he wanted. I closed my eyes, trying to force myself to sleep, and when I couldn't. I decided that I was done with this. I pushed the blanket away from me, sat upright, and moved away from the bed and at that moment, I stopped in my tracks when Thorne’s order resounded through my head. ‘Anyone who offers them food and water should be shot dead!’ Fear cl
Thorne Anger, rage, and fury— These emotions threatened to consume me with every minute that my fingers wrapped around her wrist but no matter how much I tried, I just couldn’t find myself getting mad at her. It wasn’t working. As soon as the massive doors to the room opened, my fingers left her wrist and I turned, giving her a blank stare. A growl rumbled from my chest as I raked my hands through my hair frustratedly. “What was going on there?” She pursed her lips slightly. “What do you mean?” I raised a brow, frustration clawing up my throat because the way she was acting clueless pushed me to a point where it felt like I was losing my mind. “If it were someone else, both the guard and the one who had dared to defy my order would have all ended up dead. But because it is you, my hands are tied, and it is driving me crazy” I almost yelled. Freya chewed the insides of her mouth, her eyes widening with feigned innocence. “Really? Was there an order like that? I had no idea…” A
Celeste’s P.O.V I had dreamt of the love of my life again and no matter how much I tried to reach him, someone kept pulling him farther away from me. I jolted awake, because of the sound of clanking keys that echoed down my ears. My eyes fluttered open only to see the guard crouching before me. His eyes were devoid of emotion as the handcuffs clicked open, releasing my bruised skin. A groan escaped me and at the same time, relief flooded through me. The guard grabbed me by the arm, helping me to my feet. “You have just ten minutes to do your business, change your clothes, and return to your previous position” “Don't even think about shifting. That is the warning from Alpha Nigel…” ‘Alpha Nigel’ That cursed name made my stomach tie a knot in fear and despite how weak I was, I managed to yank his hands off me, shooting him a glare. “I would love to change my clothes here, I don't have the strength to walk” My voice was almost gone. “That wouldn't happen. You should stick to th
Freya’s P.O.VThe Bakery— That was the only thing that popped into my head.I missed it.I missed Hannah, Elsie, and the fun that came with running a business. They must be confused about my sudden disappearance. I couldn't wait to run it again even though my dad had ruined the business and caused me a great loss. His act wouldn't deter me from bringing it back to life again. Aside from that, I would be ignorant to not acknowledge the success the bakery had brought me. I was sure that I could recreate it if everything was back to normal. However, with the current war going on, my dreams were mere flickers, drowned by the vast sea. The only way my dreams would be executed and brought to life was if peace was restored. But with the things that have been happening, I doubted that would be happening soon. I was jolted out of my reverie when Emma’s sharp—rather excited scream made me dart my eyes towards her. She launched herself into the air, jumping on the trampoline. “Watch me mu
Freya’s P.O.VFor a second, I wanted to settle with the fact that there was a high chance Ivy was having a nightmare because she was still finding it difficult to settle in this place. But, when she mentioned the color of Bellona’s fur—red—I knew that she wasn’t having a nightmare. She had spoken the truth because as far as I could remember, I had always admired the sisters fur and most importantly, Bellona’s own. For someone who hardly shifted in the open except under the moonlight, it meant that Ivy knew what she was saying. Fire surged at the pit of my stomach, my fingers curling into fists and at that moment, the only thing I saw was red. How dare she?“Stop!” I shouted as the guards came to a halt while the maids who lingered around were quick to take the quadruplets inside. With every step that I took towards Bellona, the storm of fury that brewed within me intensified. Bellona turned, her eyes meeting mine as the small smile on her face morphed into a smirk that did nothin
FreyaI laughed. Not because she was funny or anything. It was because of how absurd she sounded. Maybe it was because she was getting old. Perhaps, dementia?I tried to change the topic. “We should go back inside. Nigel would be searching for me and I promise you that I would be back to drop flowers just before…”She cut in, staring at the grave. “You do know that your father, the Lycan King, real name is Rory right?”I shook my head. “No, please let’s go inside”“Rory and Myles were friends, not best friends though. Things were going well between the two young friends until they fell in love with the same woman. However, Rory liked her first but Myles was quick to confess his feelings to her, and the beautiful thing, they were both mates”My brows knitted together in confusion and it made me wonder what she was talking about. She hated watching movies so could chances be that she was narrating a movie to me. “Is this what you do every year? Telling her about movie plots and stuf
Freya’s P.O.VAnger crawled up my spine and I stared at Ariel with eyes devoid of any emotion. Just the sight of her opened up memories—the horrible ones, the tainted ones, and most importantly, the traumatic ones. “You are supposed to be in the dungeon?”She tucked a loose strand of hair behind her ear and stepped forward, almost closing the space between us. Ariel clicked her tongue in her mouth. “Are you slow? Are you even supposed to be here? I don't like you or anything but do you honestly think that my dad has good plans for you?”She tilted her head to the side. “You are still gullible…” She heaved a sigh and took a step back. “I wasn't locked in any dungeon of any sort. I have been living a good life and…” She stretched her fingers towards me. My gaze landed on the shimmering diamond stone around her fingers. “I just got engaged two days ago. Since you have decided to leave your family and return to this hell-hole, maybe you deserve everything about to happen to you”“Anyway
Thorne’s P.O.VMy heart raced and with every passing second, the only sound that could be heard was that of my blood thrumming in my ears. Panic bled through my veins and I glanced over at Reginald with so much rage burning inside of me. I had nine minutes left. Nine minutes to save everyone’s life and the school was just an hour away. Fuck!I ran a hand through my hair frustratedly, and maybe it was because of the fear that gnawed at me or something else, but I couldn’t think. I knew that I needed to save the quadruplets and all the other kids at school but no solution crossed my mind. I stumbled back, my trembling fingers curling around my clothes. “Since today is the 9th of March, shouldn’t you be coming up with a solution and…” Before he could complete his words, I reached for the iron rod against the wall and swung it at him. It hit him directly on the head and he passed out. I needed to come up with a solution.My gaze landed on my wristwatch. It was now 12:53 pm. I had ju
Freya’s P.O.VVleyr and his two sons were captured just before the end of the festival, and it turned out that Julie’s siblings were never even adopted in the first place like she had thought. Instead, they had been sold to slavery from the very beginning. It was just despicable that he could do that to her. She had returned to New York and Thorne was doing everything in his power to ensure that he got her siblings out of slavery. But that wasn’t the issue right now, the issue was why Nigel kept mentioning my name in the plan that he had just shared with Thorne. Confusion swirled in my mind and I darted my eyes to Thorne, who gave me a nod of approval. What was that supposed to mean?I shook my head, running my hands through my hair, frustratedly. “No, this doesn’t make any sense. Why do I have to face my father? Why do I have to go with Nigel?” A small smile played on Nigel’s mouth. “No harm would come upon you…”Thorne cut in. “Since Enzo and I are going into the meeting in dis
Thorne’s P.O.VI honestly never believed that Nigel was going to honor my invitation because things turned out chaotic the last time we met. Before I could apologize for the accusations and sympathize with him for all the things that he went through because of Celeste, things had taken a dark turn. And here he was with a smile on his face. He came with gifts and introduced me to his daughter who was just a split image of himself and despite everything, things still felt awkward between us. Maybe it was my guilt or was it because I genuinely felt bad for him?As I downed my wine, I forced out a smile that didn’t reach my eyes, searching around for Freya. Where was she? She was by my side a few minutes ago, so how did she just disappear?Nigel’s voice broke the awkward silence that stretched between us as I fixed my eyes on him. “The Lycan King and his allies will be meeting in the next two days according to the information that I got. However, there are rumors that they are planning
Thorne’s P.O.V** The Light Festival **Moon-shaped lanterns hung from the trees while golden lights made in honor of the moon goddess floated through the sky. For a long time in a while, there was this sense of fulfillment that washed through me because it was the first time in many years that the festival would be celebrated. And most importantly, seeing Freya excited made me happy. Because she had lived hidden all her life, she had never experienced something like this. My eyes were fixed on Freya whose gaze mirrored the reflection of the lights.“This is so beautiful” Tears filled her eyes as she glanced at me and her face broke into a smile. She placed a hand on her chest, talking about how she couldn't contain her joy and while she did that, I reached for her hands and slipped the bracelet onto her wrists. It was a diamond bracelet. She paused, darting her eyes between the bracelet and my face. “Again?”I nodded and before I could wrap my head around things, she threw her ha
Freya’s P.O.VIt had been two weeks since Enzo recovered, and one would think that Thorne would be softer toward him since he was beating himself up for almost causing his death. But, the case was otherwise.As soon as he was discharged from the hospital, Thorne placed him under house arrest. He wasn't allowed to leave the house and no one was allowed to meet him unless it was necessary. The house arrest was to last for six months. Initially, it was set to last for four months, but Sadie’s tantrums and constant threats to Thorne made him add two more months. Since then, Thorne and Enzo hadn't spoken. And worse, it was difficult to know what was going through his mind and why he wasn't speaking to his brother when he was the one who didn't want him dead. Was he staying away from him because he was scared that Raze could take over and end Enzo’s life for good this time?The maid’s voice broke my train of thought as she wheeled in a rack of dresses. The clothes were all neon-colored,
Freya’s P.O.VI was having a conversation with Nigel, apologizing for what had happened since Thorne left my side abruptly, claiming that he wanted to check on something. My instinct had nudged me to follow him but I didn't and just before Nigel could leave, an ambulance was driven in and Thorne emerged from the path that led to the dungeon. He had carried a severely wounded Enzo on his back and that scene was terrifying. While I had placed a hand on Enzo’s stomach that looked like sharp claws had been sunk into, all the wound did was close but he wasn't opening his eyes. And for the past eight hours that he was rushed into the hospital, he still hasn't regained consciousness. Thorne sat alone, staring at his blood-filled hands in horror. That was all he had been doing except asking the werewolf doctor if his brother had regained consciousness. What the hell happened in the dungeon? What did Thorne do? The doctor had claimed that Enzo was in a critical condition and this was mor
Thorne’s P.O.V How long had I been standing? Probably since he dropped the blow, admitting to working with Reginald because he was being blackmailed by him. I had figured out that he was going to come into the torture room and that was the reason that I made sure the whole place was taped. When my eyes clashed with his face, my heart sank to the hollow of my stomach, and never in my wildest imagination have I ever imagined a day like this. A day when my brother was going to hide something as big as blackmail just because he thought that I was going to kill him for being an Anori. How does that even make any sense? I had known about his secret since we were younger. I had followed him then since he always made constant visits to the human world. When I found out the truth about him, I was determined to keep his secret to the end. To the fucking end. And now, this. My fingers turned into sharp long laws as they squeezed into folds, the claws piercing deeper into my palm as a