Thorne’s P.O.V Raze was on a mission to kill, destroy, and take what was his—Forcefully and mercilessly—and thankfully, I had ended up gaining control back of myself. I darted my eyes to Freya, whose chest fell and rose steadily as a tendril of hair fell across her face. Standing outside the door, the only sound that drummed in my heart was that of my heart beating in my chest. It felt so surreal. It felt like it was one of those many dreams where she was always cradled in my arms. But the difference now was that this wasn’t a dream. This was real. I had found her. Apart from the fact that she felt light in my arms, nothing much had changed about her appearance. Her hair color was now obsidian black and the more my eyes lingered on her face, the more my mind reeled with different questions that I was dying to ask her. What had happened that night at the dinner? How did she find herself in this world? How had she been living peacefully without me and most importantly
Freya’s P.O.V My half-lidded eyes managed to catch sight of the crystal chandeliers that hung from the lofty ceilings and at that moment, I felt a sharp pain in my head. A groan escaped my mouth, raw and hoarse while I placed a finger on my temple, feeling the way it pulsed. I didn’t know if it was minutes that passed, but I remained in that position on the bed when an image flashed through my mind. The image of a big werewolf towering over me, staring deep into my eyes with this murderous glint as the clawed fingers wrapped around my waist. That was the man whom I had been running from. Thorne Frost! My eyes flew open, and I sat upright immediately in this flurry of panic as my chest heaved up and down. I swiveled my gaze around the entire room and the more the memories flooded through my mind, the more the reality hit me that I had been captured by the same man that I had been running from. The man whose goal was to kill me as soon as he set eyes on me last night. His
Thorne’s P.O.V The fear, doubt, and uncertainty in her eyes shattered me into pieces. She blinked her eyes, fiddling with her fingers as she tried so hard to not make eye contact with me. I wanted her to look at me with that same boldness in her eyes like before. Freya swallowed, relief flooding through me when her eyes fluttered, and she glanced up at me. But that single gesture from her was so fleeting because in the next second, her lips wobbled and she shook her head. “How can you call me your woman? Are you trying to put me in that same situation as you did with Celeste and me…” “You are married for crying out loud, Thorne. Isn't it time to finally reject me? If you are not going to kill me, at least let me go for my peace of mind and sanity” Her shoulders tensed as tears welled in her eyes and her words threw me into confusion for a second. What was she talking about? What did she mean by me being married? Where was that even coming from? “Married?” She no
Freya’s P.O.V I swallowed down the heavy lump that lodged beneath my throat, gripping my knees tightly as his words resounded through my head. ‘You can’t escape me’ Those words sent a shiver down my spine. My eyes darted against my will to his strong arms that gripped the steering wheel tightly and when my gaze landed on the veins at the back of his hands that stood out, a weird heat surged at the pit of my stomach and something slick drifted down my thighs. I blinked my eyes away from his hands, clenching my thighs while staring out the window to clear my head. It was odd that I felt these explosive feelings within me after so many years. I knew that the mating bond was still there but why now? When I turned away, I could feel his eyes on me, and maybe I was just overthinking things because that had to be it. At that moment, my mind drifted back to Alexandro and no matter how much I tried to wrap my head around things, I couldn't understand why Alexandro would do that to
Freya’s P.O.V Panic bled through my veins and fear clawed at the back of my neck like icy fingers. For a second, I had trouble processing his words but when I glanced behind me and noticed that Emma and Ivy weren't there, that was when the reality of the situation that I was in dawned on me. Alexandro had taken them. This was kidnap! I was weakened to my knees so badly that I had no option but to drop Ethan to the ground. At that moment, Hannah and Elsie rushed towards me. Before I could fall, Hannah’s fingers wrapped around my arms as panic laced in her voice. “What happened to you?” She toned down her voice. “That was the same man that came here the other day. He was the one who punched Alexandro in the face and he is the man who gave Iris and Isaac that huge amount of money… the one you called a pedo…” Despite the emotions that surged within me, her words made me glance up at her. I was so shocked and confused that I didn't know what to say. On the first hand was Alexa
Freya’s P.O.VAs soon as he said those words, I took to my heels, running back to the parking lot only to find Emma and Iris where Alexandro said they were going to be. They were surrounded by two security guards as they cried, calling for me. “Mum…mum…mum” Emma swiveled her head around and when her eyes locked onto mine, she ran towards me. Ivy turned, breaking down in tears and just the sight of them in that pathetic state made my shoulders slump. Sobs racked through my body and I got on my knee with my arms opened wide while they both rushed into my arms. When I held them in my embrace, relief flooded through me as they both sobbed in my arms. I was relieved that nothing had happened to them. Emma pulled away, while I wiped her tears with the back of my hand and now that I stared at her, she looked exactly like Thorne. She mumbled. “Uncle Alexandro is a bad person, and he isn't my best friend anymore…”I cupped Ivy’s cheeks, my thumb dashing away the tears that tracked down he
Thorne’s P.O.V What was she doing here? She has never been close with Alexandro and that wasn’t even the problem, the problem was what she was doing in the human world. I had never imagined seeing her here again, and here she was. My brows furrowed in confusion and I deliberated either running after the BMW that drove her or fulfilling the reason behind my coming here. As I slowly unbuttoned my shirt, I chose the latter. If Alexandro ever slipped away from my fingers, there was a possibility that this would be the last chance that I have to ever get back at him. Because as soon as he woke up in the morning, he would have discovered that he had been drugged by me. That would intensify the security around him and the perfect time to strike was now— When he was vulnerable the most. I shifted my gaze away from the car, glancing up at the window to Alexandro’s room. The lights were now turned off and a smirk crept through my face. I waited outside for an hour, waiting f
Freya My heart lurched forward and dread settled over my shoulders when the doorbell rang. For a second, I wanted to settle with the fact that maybe there was a chance that my hearing was now impaired because why in the world was someone outside my door by 3:30am? I hadn't slept because everything Alexandro did to me and the children still held me in disbelief. It made me wonder how my life would have been that night if I hadn't sought his help. But right now, it didn't matter, what mattered was who was knocking at the door. I stood from the couch, stealthily walking towards the door as I leaned towards the peephole. I saw nothing. Could I have heard wrong? Despite the fear that gnawed at my insides, I reached for the door’s handle, opened it, and swiveled my head around. There was no one outside and there was a high chance that I had heard wrong. However, at that moment, my heart turned cold in my chest when I spotted a crow on a branch, his dark eyes staring back at me and
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
Celeste’s P.O.VI ran as fast as my legs could carry, running like my life depended on it because the actual truth was that it did. Nigel didn't notice when I slipped out of the party and most importantly, he didn't notice that Camilla was the one standing next to him. He had even taken a picture with her. That fool. I tried so hard to not attract any unwarranted attention and did everything in my power to follow the map that Camilla had given to me. But, those damned dogs were quick to startle me with that harsh barking sound that made me shudder in fear. However, revealing my fangs to them made them cower back instantly. I had been messed with enough. The last thing that I would tolerate was the pack’s dogs. I didn't know how long I had been running but all I knew was that with every distance covered, the sound of music from the pack house faded. So, I had to be miles away from the packhouse. A twig snapped underneath my foot and I crumbled to the ground filled with dried leave
Freya’s P.O.VI could see the hesitation in his eyes as he pulled back and at that moment, the chances that he would leave me and go answer to Enzo felt high. Despite the stakes being high, the last thing that I would allow him to do was leave. My body craved him. My soul yearned for him and until the heat that surged within my stomach dissipated, no one was leaving. I watched as he stared at the door where another knock sounded. “I saw you enter this place. Can we at least talk?” Enzo said. “It is very important and…” His words faded in the background. Anger made my blood run cold despite the desire that bloomed within me, and when I noticed the way Thorne’s eyes darkened, it made me confused for a second. Was he reacting this way because Enzo interrupted us or did something happen between the two? Thorne’s hands left my waist, my heart sinking in my stomach when the reality dawned on me that he was going to leave. And the craziest thing, because of Enzo. “You are not leaving,
ThorneGrunting, I swung my fist at Asher’s face, causing his head to whip to the side as he spurted out the blood that pooled in his mouth and let out a groan. “Argh”Asher had cried, pleaded for his life, and most importantly, asked to know what he had done wrong. But the fact that he had betrayed me, and jeopardized my family’s safety by joining hands with Reginald caused this storm of fury to brew inside of me. And the storm wouldn't stop until I had taken out my anger on him. How dare he?Asher burst into tears while I took a step back, wiping off the blood crusted against my knuckles with the wet towel. I cast another glance at him—His left eye was swollen shut, blood streamed down his split lips and his face was bruised. He was beyond recognizable— We had been going at this for an hour so this was expected. Asher almost crumbled but before he could hit the floor, I signaled to the guards to force him back on the chair. Sucking in a deep breath in a bid to steel my breathin
Thorne’s P.O.VThe door to the study room creaked open, and Enzo strode in. “This is where you have been hiding? Do you have any idea how long I have been looking for you? And, why the hell have you been blocking the mind link?” I shifted my eyes away from him, fixing it on the book while flipping a page. “Because I didn't want you to find me, and you did…”He scoffed, sitting across from me while dropping the file on the desk. “Anyway, this is about the helicopter you asked me to look into”Without raising my head, I said. “And what about it?”“Turns out that Reginald owns it…”As soon as he mentioned that name, my pulse quickened and the book slipped from my hand to the table as I focused my attention on him. “The same Reginald?” Anger slowly seeped through my veins. Enzo crossed his legs. “Yes…”My blood ran cold when it hit me that I had underestimated Reginald. For him to have a customized helicopter meant that he was very wealthy, and he was controlling a pack that seemed to f