Freya’s P.O.VIt has been years since I had a peaceful night's sleep. Probably before my mum had died. I stirred awake, my eyes fluttering open and the warmth that I felt at that moment, couldn't be explained. With half-lidded eyes, my eyes locked onto the hazel eyes that stared back at me with nothing but admiration in them. For a second, I thought that I was dreaming, and a smile spread through my face and I felt his fingers brush through my face, stroking my hair gently. All of a sudden, something snapped within me and all the memories from last night rushed through my mind—Thorne. The sex. How he had sunk his fangs into my neck and marked me as his. My eyes widened in shock and this time, I had a clearer look at his face as he propped himself on one elbow. “Good morning, Nini…” He took a tendril of hair that fell on my face and tucked it behind my ears. Slowly, my fingers fluttered to the spot around my neck, and a gasp escaped me when he leaned closer to me and planted soft
Thorne’s P.O.V“Celeste went into labor this morning, she lost the baby”I froze, the sound of clanking keys stopping at the same time. I had just seen her a few hours ago. Enzo’s voice snapped me out of my reverie. “Are you still there? Did you hear what I said about Celeste?”I shrugged, my brows knitting together. “I heard. I don't care. Wait for a second, why are you telling me about this? What has that got to do with me?”“I know that she has done plenty of bad things but in the end, she is still the same person that you were once in love with…”I rolled my eyes to the back, anger slowly flaring within me and if it weren't for the fact that the children were around here, I would have lashed out at him. Trying to rein my anger in, I forced out a smile that didn't reach my eyes, waving at Emma who called out to me.Enzo gasped over the phone. “Dad?”“Are you with Freya? When can I meet with my nephews and nieces? Do they look like me?”I scoffed. “You seem to be forgetting that we
Freya’s P.O.VDespite the turn in things, I was still haunted by everything that he did— His words, his actions, and most importantly, the fact that he could ruin our friendship like that. Irrespective of the fact that Thorne came back into my life by spreading warmth to it, there was still something about Alexandro that bugged me. Maybe it was the extent of his betrayal that made it so hard for me to get rid of him in my mind. That had to be it. I pushed the door to the bakery open and Hannah rushed towards me with a smile on her face. Regardless of the expression of joy boldly written on her face, I saw the way her eyes piqued with curiosity, like she was dying to ask me questions. I knew that she was probably curious about Thorne, but then, she took me aback when she didn't ask me anything about him. “You said we will be having a feast soon? You said that the other time”A gasp escaped me, and that was when it hit me that I had forgotten about it. “Oh my goodness…” My words tr
Thorne’s P.O.VThe smile on my face fell, her voice laced with panic ringing down my ears. “She is back, and she wants to take the babies away from me…” Her voice croaked over the phone. For a second, confusion swamped my mind. “Freya, what are you talking about?”“Celeste!” As soon as that name registered in my mind, anger flared in my chest and my wolf growled within me. My eyes darkened and in that split moment, the warning from the priestess flashed through my mind, sending a shiver down my spine. “What?”“Are you sure about what you are saying?”“Yes, the teacher said she came to the school posing as their aunt…she could have taken them, Thorne. I am losing my mind right now…”The more she spoke, the more rage fueled within me and I blurted out. “Has Celeste gone mad?”All of a sudden, the voice that sounded behind me took me aback, and I pulled the phone away from my ears, turning to look at who it was. Lo and behold, it was the devil herself, Celeste. “I haven't gone mad, I
Freya’s P.O.VWhat did that woman want from me after everything that she had done to ruin me? How mentally twisted did she have to be to even spew gibberish before the children? The same woman who tried to set me on fire when I was pregnant. The same woman who tried to kill me. She dared to tell Emma and Ethan that she was coming to take them. Not on my watch. As long as I was alive, no one would ever take any of the kids away from me. Not Celeste. I would protect them with my life. That woman better not show her face before me because if she did, I would harm her, and I wasn't even joking. I meant each of my words. As if being shocked about Alexandro’s death wasn't enough, she had to add to my problems. I hated her so much, and my only hope was that this would never happen again. All of a sudden, my heart lurched forward, and I was startled out of my thoughts when the sound of the doorbell filled my ears. Instantly, I knew that it was Thorne. Without thinking twice, I rushed
Freya’s P.O.VAs soon as he said those words, a strange sense of dread washed over me, causing my stomach to tie a knot as fear clawed at my insides. So, if I had accepted the invitation, there was a high chance that my life would be ended by Rhys. I was at a loss for words to say because for him to tell me not to tell Thorne meant that he knew that Thorne was the one who killed Alexandro. In the end, Thorne was right. I watched as Thorne swiped through my phone, anxiety clawing at the back of my neck. “What are you doing?” My voice was barely above a whisper. “Blocking him and I texted him back”My heart leaped in fear. “About what?”“That I know his plan. He wouldn't dare harm you or come near you because he is aware that I know about his plans now”I should have been relieved, but all these constant threats here and there made me feel some type of way. It changed my mood and at that moment, it made me realize that I didn't want a life such as this. A life filled with people at
Celeste’s P.O.VI stared at my reflection in the mirror and just that pathetic sight of myself made tears well up in my eyes. This wasn't the me that I knew. I was now far from the classy, sophisticated, and powerful Celeste that I was. What was left of me was the worst version of myself. I knew that I wasn't that much of a good person, but the moon goddess wasn't fair with me. When I was with Thorne, I didn't even get pregnant at all but with Ryle, I had at least gotten pregnant and had miscarriages. Five times at least.But this particular pregnancy meant a lot to me. It rekindled my hope and made me think that I had gotten my happy ending with Ryle until tragedy struck again, and I didn't even touch him before I lost him— My beloved Brett. “Brett” The name rolled off my tongue and a faint smile formed on my face before my chest tightened because of the way Thorne had spoken to me with eyes devoid of emotion. How could he have told me that I deserved to lose my child? How could h
Freya’s P.O.V I sat in my car, staring into space while my mind replayed the conversation that we had on our date night. Why did he act like that when I had mentioned something about being a donor? Could chances be that he was somehow connected to who it was donated to? After I said those words, the date ended abruptly, and he drove me back home. He told me that he had to return to his territory because he wanted to investigate something, and it had been two days since I had set eyes on him. I missed him so much… He said he would be back by Sunday and mentioned something about Enzo coming over the weekend to take me and the quadruplets to the house where he was staying. He wanted us to spend a week with him or more… That didn't matter. What mattered was why he reacted in that way when I talked about donating bone marrow. Did I perhaps trigger a memory in him? All of a sudden, my heart skipped a bit and I almost flinched when someone knocked on the window of my car. Staring at
Epilogue Freya’s P.O.V I propped my jaw in my palm, staring at the screen while Ariel cried her eyes out. “Can you please get me out of here? I am sorry for everything that I have done to you. I know we aren't sisters anymore…” I cut in, correcting her. “We were never sisters” She wiped off her tears. “I can’t stay here, how could you sell someone to slavery in this age and time” I took a sip of my wine. “You should have thought twice before you sold me into slavery. How did you get my number?” Moisture gathered in her eyes and she burst into tears. “That doesn't matter, you can't do this to me. Have mercy on me. How can you sleep at night knowing that your one and only sister is suffering” “I am being mistreated here. Haven't you punished me enough? It has been two years” Ever since the Lycan King and all the other enemies got taken out, a lot of things changed. Power returned to the Anoris— with Enzo leading them just like he had always wanted. My stepmom ended up committi
Thorne’s P.O.VI snapped my fingers and a rush of liquid was emptied on Rory or whatever his real name was. He jerked awake immediately, gasping as he was drenched by the liquid. His eyes turned red immediately, then all of a sudden, he froze as fear replaced the rage in his eyes. His lower lip wobbled. “W-What is this? This…this…this…isn't water…” He stammered. Folding my hands behind me, my lips lifted in a smirk as I bobbed my head. “Yes, it isn't water…” I leaned forward, taking the full weight of his gaze. “It’s fuel”His mouth dropped, and he jerked at the chain that bound his wrists, screaming for help. “No, you can't do this to me”I leaned back, a smile creeping at the corner of my mouth. “You loved playing with fire and I have been the one to bear the brunt of it so many times. However, this time, you will be the one to burn”An animalistic growl left his mouth as he struggled to break the chains that bound his wrists. “You can't be serious”I smirked, removing the lighter
Thorne’s P.O.V“Now!” His words resounded through my head, his eyes piercing deep into mine.Beneath the mask, my eyes darkened, and on exchanging fleeting glances with Nigel, I could see the frustration in his eyes. Now I knew why he told me to use a contact lens— It was because I had such an intense stare that always left a dark and lasting impression on people. Nigel spoke immediately. “What is the issue? They are my men and if there is any of them who makes you feel uneasy, I would have them leave now”I could see the fear that slithered through Freya’s eyes. The fear of everything going wrong. But that wouldn't happen because tonight no one would be spared. Rhys rose to his feet and I could see the confusion in his eyes as he moved away from the chair. “There isn't a reason anyone should be wearing masks. I would remove them…”With every step that he took towards me, my clenched fists tightened and anger pulsed through my veins. This time, I stared at him in the eye and that
Thorne’s P.O.VStaring at the message that Freya had sent a few hours ago, it all made sense now. Why he hated her so much. Why he would never hesitate to harm her and the quadruplets. Why would he pick his stepdaughter over her all the time.It was because she wasn't his daughter. I could see the dark cloud that rolled through Enzo’s eyes as he tossed the picture of the Lycan King into the fire. His eyes lingered on the picture that burned slowly and he muttered. “It is about time…” His eyes met mine and a smile that faltered spread through his face. I inched closer to Enzo and placed a hand on his shoulder. “Yes” I offered him a small smile, and he took me aback when he pulled me into a hug and sobbed on my shoulders. It was weird. He wasn't the type to have emotional outbursts like this. But knowing the things that he had been through, the trauma that he had carried, and all the burden that lay on his shoulders, I had no option but to pat him on the back as different emotions
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