Freya
“I am sorry to say this but you can’t bear a child again because your womb has been greatly damaged” My lips parted in shock as his words echoed through my mind. Time slowed down and it felt like the whole room was spinning with the doctor's words fading in the background. No, it had to be that my hearing was impaired or maybe this was a nightmare. The pack’s doctor snapped me out of my thoughts. “Luna Freya, are you even listening?” Staring deep into her eyes, the reality of what was happening weighed in on me, causing dread to settle at the pit of my stomach as tears rushed into my eyes and my hands flew over my mouth. “No!” A scream tore from my lips. Today was the day that I was supposed to be discharged from the hospital and I came to ask her to know when I could start trying for a child again because, for the fourth time, my baby died in my womb— A stillborn. I wiped off my tears with the back of my hands, shaking my head slowly. “Five years of trying for a child and you are telling me this? How can you be so heartless? I eat healthy, take a lot of water and my health is my priority…..” She cut in, speaking softly. “Freya” “Dr Ann, you can’t do this to me. If I don’t give the pack an heir soon, then I will be kicked out of the pack house and someone else is going to take my place” I said hurriedly. My head shook and my lips trembled. “Please, I am sure that there is a mistake somewhere, my womb can’t be damaged. I don’t want another woman to take my place so please can you re-diagnose?” Dr Ann heaved an exasperated sigh, reaching her hands for mine as tears pressed at the back of my eyelids. “Let us drop the formalities now and considering how you are my friend, I need to talk to you” She squeezed my hands gently. “Freya, if I don’t tell you the truth then no one else is going to. Can you please glance behind you and tell me what you see” With a trembling head, I glanced behind me and darted my eyes back to her. “No one” As soon as I uttered those words, my heart sank into my stomach and the tears that glinted in my eyes cascaded down my cheeks. “No one, Freya. You are trying so hard to give an heir to the same pack that doesn’t care about you. Ever since you have been admitted into the hospital, no one visited you, no one bothered to ask about your health. Not even your parents and siblings. You are losing yourself for the same people that don’t give a damn about you” My heart ached. It ached so bad that it felt like it might stop at any moment. Wiping off my tears with the back of my hands, I swallowed the heavy lump that lodged beneath my throat. “Even if the whole world hates me, at least my husband, Tyson does and…….” My words trailed because deep down, I knew that all my words were nothing but lies. The idea of Tyson loving me was nothing but a facade. Being the Lycan princess, one would think that my life was perfect but it was far from that. Unlike other Lycans, I was powerless, weak, useless, and was no different from a human which caused me to be despised by many including my father who would always stare at me in disappointment. He was so disappointed in me that he hardly showed me off and concealed my identity. At first, my mum was the one who would always protect me from the harsh and condescending words of my father but ever since she died, my life went from worse to worse and it was finally thrown into total disarray when my father took another wife a few years after my mum’s death. Ever since my father married my stepmother, I was pushed aside, and neglected, and every passing day, I would see my father choose his stepdaughter, Ariel over me because she was everything that he wanted me to be. Everything that belonged to me, including my inheritance was given to my evil step-sister who would always taunt me alongside my stepmother. When my father was sick of seeing me around, he forced me into a contract marriage that I objected to at first but on seeing that the marriage was with my long-time crush, Alpha Tyson, I consented to it, thinking that he was going to change my life for the better and give me the love that soul yearned for. But, I had no idea that was the beginning of my misery. Tyson at first pretended to be in love with me, causing me to hand over the only inheritance that my mother and late grandparents had left for me. He didn’t allow me to work and would blatantly tell me that my duty was to serve him and remain as his Luna. Despite the way he acted harshly towards me, subjecting me to years of emotional abuse and mistreatment, I always tried to assure myself that he loved me and that was why he treated me that way. But now, glancing behind me and seeing that no one was there. I……. I jumped to my feet, smoothening my hair and my hand. “Tyson isn’t here because he is on a business trip. He loves me and that is all that matters……” My words trailed as I avoided the gaze of Ann who stared at me pathetically. I hit my chest in affirmation. “Concerning my womb being damaged….” “It is true!” Ann cut in. Those words shattered my heart into pieces and tears rushed into my eyes again, threatening to fall. “Can you not tell Tyson about it? I would appreciate that” I left the hospital, heading home, and all through my drive, tears streamed down my cheeks, constantly placing my hands on my stomach and the fact that I would never give birth was suffocating. I arrived at our mansion, exchanging pleasantries with the servants while masking my sadness with a smile. That was how I lived all my life— Masking my hurt with a smile. But at the same time, I couldn't help but notice the expression on their faces like they were shocked to see me or they were not expecting it. Maybe I was just overthinking things. I pushed the door open, walking towards the vestibule while slipping off my shoes and at the same time, thinking about a way to confront Tyson about the reason why he didn't visit me in a way that wouldn't make him mad at me. The other time, he almost hurled his phone at me because I asked to know about his whereabouts and the reason why he had been coming late. Climbing up the stairs, I muttered to myself. “I am just going to talk to him sweetly and how do I……” I stopped in my tracks when the sound of something took me aback. Did I just hear a moan? Fear gnawed at me at that moment and I ran my hands through my hair before an awkward laughter rippled from my mouth. “Tyson might be everything but he is not a cheat. On our wedding, he made the vow to only have his eyes on me” I assured myself, and with every step that I took, a feeling of unease surged inside of me, and most importantly, the moaning sound that I heard intensified. I was now standing at the door of our bedroom, my heart pounding in my chest like a war drum. Sweat trickled down my forehead as I swallowed the lump that lodged beneath my throat, anxiety creeping at the back of my neck. Mustering the courage inside of me, I pushed the door open and my heart seemed like it stopped at that moment when my gaze landed on Tyson in bed with another woman. She sat on his lap, straddling him, her perky boobs bouncing with every up-and-down motion that she made. He gripped her hair and pulled her closer to his face as he kissed her mercilessly. For a moment, I couldn't move and it felt like one of those nightmares that always haunted me every night. When Tyson pulled the woman’s hair behind her neck, I froze and my eyes almost bulged out of their sockets in shock. At first, I had to rub my hands on my eyes to be sure that I was seeing right. It was my stepsister. Ariel. Anger flared within me at that moment and all the pent-up rage that I had hidden for years surged inside of me as I yelled. “What is going on here?” The two of them stopped at the same time and in slow motion, they glanced in my direction. Ariel screamed as she slid off Tyson, wrapping herself in the sheets while Tyson stared at me with a face filled with horror. “W-What are you doing here…..you aren't supposed to be here” He stuttered and my vision blurred with tears as I retracted my step. Sniffling, my fingers clenched and in a fit of rage, I reached my hands for my phone while I began to record a video as Ariel rushed towards me and Tyson didn't even bother to cover himself. “What are you doing!” “I am showing the world the face of these two cheats. Your wedding is tomorrow, Ariel and everyone is going to see how shameless you and Tyson are. I was in the hospital fighting for my life and you guys were here fucking each other?” I wiped off my tears as Tyson barked. “Hand the phone over now!” Ariel cried. “Sister Freya, you can't do this to me. Why do you want to ruin my wedding when we can talk this out” “No! I am going to expose the two of you to the whole world” I glared hard, resisting the urge to break down even if the only thing I wanted to do was cry. With a final glance, I turned to leave, walking down the hallway when I heard footsteps behind me, and before I could wrap my head around what was happening, Tyson crashed a flower vase on my head, causing blood to trickle down my head, dripping to the floor. Pain shot through me and my eyesight became fuzzy and at that moment, Ariel rushed towards me, crashing another flower vase on my head as blood trickled down my head. The world went dark and before I knew what was happening, my eyes shut close and I collapsed to the ground.Freya’s P.O.V I could hear voices. Hostile Voices. Voices that seemed to be laced with dread. My eyes fluttered open and a groan escaped my lips when pain sliced through my head like a knife. The horrendous and putrid smell assaulted my nostrils and the screams, and cusses from tiny and sharp edges voices caused me to jerk back to reality. Swiveling my gaze around the entire place, I tried so hard to wrap my head around what the hell was going on and most importantly, what was I doing there. Women with disheveled hair, and specks of dust on their faces filled without enthusiasm. My drowsy eyes flickered to their hands and that was the moment my heart pounded in my chest and I snapped out of my drowsiness. My eyes widened, almost bulging out of their sockets in shock when I noticed that their wrists were bound as well as their legs and to worsen it, I was in the same situation as them. Dread settled at the pit of my stomach as fear clogged my throat. I was fo
Thorne’s P.O.V My heart skipped a bit as soon as my eyes met hers. Towering over the petite woman who stood before me, her brown eyes glinting with fear as her shoulders sagged and she shuddered, retracting her step with every step that I took towards her. The maids trotted out of the room with their heads lowered, leaving me with a dark brown-haired woman who looked more like she could crumble to the ground any moment from now. Staring intently at her while studying her with eyes devoid of emotion, I was beginning to doubt if she was a powerful Lycan like I was told. The more I stared at her, the more I noticed that she wasn’t special in any way. Lycans were known to have this powerful aura around them and that was the major reason I hated their guts! But as for her, she looked timid, and scared and I was about to send her back to the dungeon when my gaze landed on the inked inscription around her wrist that read ‘Tierra’ meaning earth in Spanish. Only the powerfu
Freya’s P.O.V After A Month Ever since that day with Thorne, I had never set eyes on him again and I was confined to quarters where I wasn’t allowed to step out until the pregnancy test would be out. In the quarters that I was confined to, all the necessities were provided to me. Like food, dresses, and snacks but the only issue was that I wasn’t allowed to have access to phones in a bid for me not to communicate with the outside world. Nevertheless, I was glad that all of this was going to be coming to an end soon and I would finally be set free from this prison. My only hope was that Thorne would keep to his word and after the pregnancy test results came out today, I would be allowed to leave just like he had promised. Plopping on the couch, sadness weighed in on me as I rubbed my hands on my empty stomach before heaving an exasperated sigh. My mind drifted back to my conversation with Dr. Ann and her words about how I would never be able to bear a child repeated
Freya For a second, it felt like space closed in on me and the only sound that I could hear was the sound of my blood drumming in my ears and the doctor’s words that kept echoing through my mind. ‘Congratulations Miss Freya, you are pregnant with quadruplets’ My eyes fluttered continuously, glancing at the doctor who stared at me with a straight expression on his face. And then, out of nowhere, I began laughing. First of all, it started with a low chuckle that ended up escalating into full-blown, uncontrollable laughter. The doctor’s face furrowed in confusion as he exchanged fleeting glances with the maid who stood at the door with confusion boldly written on her face. This was absurd! I mean was this a prank or what the hell was going on? As I shook my head, amidst the laughter that escaped my mouth, I tossed the pregnancy report back to the doctor. “Sir, I think that you are mistaken, there is in no way that I am pregnant” “We conducted a series of tests bef
Thorne’s P.O.V There was something about that woman that I couldn't wrap my head around—something enchanting, dangerous, and deeply infuriating. Never in my wildest imagination have I ever imagined someone else carrying my child but I was excited that I was going to be a father. If Celeste hadn't put me into this situation, I honestly wouldn't care about the curse and the consequences. Celeste was enough for me but ever since Freya came into my life, something dangerous sparked in my heart. It was like a raging flame threatening to destroy everything in its wake. Since the first time I laid eyes on her, I hated her timidness and doubted that she would ever be able to break the curse. I honestly didn't want anything to do with her and the last thing I wanted was for the thoughts of her to occupy my mind. But I couldn't control it, I couldn't control the times I stared at her dancing in the rain, times when she had climbed a tree to save a stray cat that found its way