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.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.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
Freya’s P.O.VI 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 through my body,
Thorne’s P.O.V Was this the beginning of our happy ending? I wished that it was but with Reginald and his coven of witches lurking behind the shadows, our happy ending was far from reality. He had been silent since I had rescued my men. But one thing I have learned over the years was that silence was dangerous and concerning a man who had the belief that I had killed his cousin, I needed to be careful— Extremely careful. Only the moon goddess knew what was coming up next or what he was planning. Irrespective of what it was, I was prepared. On the other hand, the Lycan King had launched a war against me, and he had one goal in mind—To wipe me off the surface of the earth. Maybe I should have never released Quinn and Cole since he cared about them more than he cared about his daughter. I should have killed them when I had the chance. But Freya held me back from doing certain things. However, it didn’t matter anymore. The Lycan King was the one who started the war,
Freya’s P.O.VI should have known that Thorne didn’t only want me at his house here because he wanted to spend time with me and the children, I should have known that it meant more than this. Thorne was a bibliophile and I would never be able to process how someone could be crazy about books. And he would never stop until we all fell in love with reading books. The quadruplets hadn’t caught a break since we arrived here. He was always excited to read children's books to them, and they seemed to be loving it. —I was a contrast with Thorne. I never read the quadruplets bedtime stories. It seemed too much of a hassle for me. I was convinced that only a goodnight kiss was enough for them but with what Thorne has been doing, it has proven that I was wrong. As if that weren’t enough, he was a pretty good artist. I had never felt untalented my whole life. I could hear the birds chirping away in the distance, the blend of floral scents filling the air as I sat on the bench in the garden
Celeste Thorne might have put in protective measures to stop me from following Freya and the quadruplets but that doesn't mean that I would put a halt to my plan. “Alpha Nigel” The name rolled off my tongue as I stood on the pathway that led to the gigantic packhouse surrounded with golden lights and the trees that seemed to stretch endlessly. Mist covered the whole place and at that moment, my mind drifted to how I had pleaded with my father to please set up an appointment with Alpha Nigel. He knew Alpha Nigel but at the same time, he didn't want me to have anything to do with him. Although I had lied to him that the reason I wanted to meet Alpha Nigel was because of a business idea that could benefit both packs, he blatantly refused. It took a whole lot of pleas, and disturbance before he helped me in setting up an appointment with him. The phone was pressed to my ears as my dad’s voice filled my ear. “The reason I listened to your plea is because you said it would benefit the
Celeste’s P.O.V My heart scudded hard because of the intense emotions that crashed over me. I was losing my mind. I felt helpless and as much as I wanted to follow Freya and the quadruplets, the fear of Thorne getting rid of me held me back. If he had given the instruction for me to be killed, then it was going to happen because he wasn’t the type to change his mind so easily. But, that wasn’t even what bothered me right now, what bothered me was why in the world has Quin and Cole not gotten back to me yet. It has been two weeks since they promised to give me feedback from the Lycan King. Yet, so much had happened between that time frame. Ryle had left. Not like we had divorced. He had given me space for a while pending the time I got my shit back together. I paced back and forth, raking my hair while wondering why Quinn and Cole hadn’t gotten back to me yet. What was going on? Could chances be that they didn’t trust me or could they have forgotten that I had requested a me
Thorne’s P.O.VThe more I tried to forget about it, the more my mind couldn't stop replaying the argument that had happened between us. I had to leave before it escalated into something heated. I didn't know what to think. Not only that, but I had no idea what could be going through her mind, and it was driving me crazy so bad that I was lost in my thoughts. An influx of questions flooded through my mind. Why would she hide something like that from me? Does she secretly hate me? I mean, that was absurd, why would she hate me?But no matter how much I tried to process things, I couldn't understand why she would hide something like that away from me. She said she wanted to handle things herself and I hated to admit it but everything that she has handled on her own, always ended up in a disaster. Maybe not every time but most of the time. Sadie startled me out of my thoughts, laughing awkwardly. “How did we go from having fun to the air around us being spooky? Did you two get into a
Freya’s P.O.VAnxiety crawled at the back of my neck because I would be meeting Enzo today like Thorne had promised. It has been a long time since I have laid eyes on him, which contributed to the reason I was eager to see him. Did he still look the same?I had told the quadruplets about their new uncle, even though they wouldn't stop asking about the late Alexandro despite everything that he had done. Maybe it was because of the bond that he built with the kids— The same bond that he had ruined. Anyway, the kids were excited to meet Enzo. My mind soon drifted back to Quinn and Cole. Since they came with their nonsense, I haven't been able to sleep, and midnight calls with Thorne were the things that made me sane. Although, he would always ask if there was something that I wanted to tell him. It was more like he expected me to tell him something, and it made me wonder if there was a high chance that he knew that I had met with Quinn and Cole. Of course, I wanted to tell him, but
Celeste’s P.O.VA flame of hope ignited inside of me because of what I had told Quinn and Cole. A smile spread through my face and all that remained was them giving me the feedback concerning the Lycan King’s response. I inhaled a lungful of air and then my mind drifted back to Ryle and anger coursed through me at that moment. It was about time I filed for divorce and left that horrible man who wouldn't even accept our son’s name as Brett because of his selfishness and jealousy. “I should probably be divorced before the Lycan King takes Freya away. When Thorne finds out that she won't be coming back anymore, he will become depressed and overwhelmed with taking care of the quadruplets”“And that is where I would come in by offering him emotional support, and he falls back in love with me again and then, we live happily ever after” I muttered to myself.I was about to reach for my phone to call the lawyer when I received a call that sent me into confusion for a second. I was conflict