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 powerful Lycans who were directly connected to the royal family were the ones who had this sign. My eyes swept back to her face as she ducked her head, fiddling with her fingers and a smile crept at the corner of my lips. “What is your name?” She raised her head, locking gazes with me as her lips wobbled. “Fr…..Fr….Fr…” She stuttered. Raising a brow, I said in a deep raspy voice. “A cat suddenly got your tongue?” Her eyes squeezed shut and she blurted out. “Freya. Freya Hans……” She paused. “Freya Finnegan” She exhaled sharply, taking deep breaths in a way that caused my eyes to glint with amusement. All through my existence, I had never witnessed any Lycan as scared and fearful as she was. With my hands folded behind me, I fixed her a stern gaze. “Listen, as much as I despise all Lycans, most importantly people related to the Lycan King, I have no plans of hurting you or keeping you around me for a long time” Despite the glint of fear in her eyes, her eyes peaked with curiosity. “And what could it be? Your majesty” Her voice was barely above a whisper. “I want you to be my breeder. You will give me a child” I watched as she swallowed hard, fiddling with her fingers. “How would that be possible sir…….”Her words trailed and she ducked her head as soon as I shot her a glare. “Impossibility doesn’t exist in my books. I don’t care about how you were sold or who sold you but what matters to me is now so listen to me carefully,” “My fiancée and I have been trying for a child for a while now with no positive results. After consulting the priestess, she mentioned that my fiancée would only bear a child after a powerful Lycan from the royal family gave me my first child. You have nothing to worry about though, my fiancée approved of this” I plopped on the couch behind me, crossing my legs as my eyes slithered down her body. “You only need to get pregnant, give birth, and after you are done nursing the child, the baby will be collected from you and you will be compensated greatly for this” Freya bit the insides of her cheek, anxiousness and fear glinting in her eyes as she swallowed hard. “Sir, there is a problem. The doctor said that I……” Her words trailed as soon she locked eyes with me. She soon squeezed her eyes shut and there was something about the way she acted that fascinated me. She shook her head negatively. “That isn’t even the problem right now, the thing is I am still…” She bit her lower lips before she squeezed her eyes shut and blurted out. “Sir, if the Lycan King finds out that I had anything to do with you or anyone here, he is going to kill me” I cocked my head to the left, a smile creeping at the corner of my lips when the reasons for her fear dawned on me. “So you are scared of getting killed?” She bobbed her head. I scoffed. “I am sure that you wouldn’t be that stupid to return to your kingdom plus don’t get ahead of yourself because like I said, I have no plans of keeping you here and since you were sold to me, I can do to you as I please” “And you should be scared of me because you are mine for now” She swallowed and a coy smile tugged at the corner of my mouth. “Seeing how scared you are, I can only assure you of something if you fail to get pregnant, then you will be allowed to leave!” Her eyes glinted with hope and it made me want to crush that hope or something. However, what she didn’t realize was that I hid the real reason I needed a breeder. The harsh reality of my life was that I was placed under a curse by the moon goddess because I fell in love with someone other than my mate. Because of that curse, I would never find my mate— I didn’t care about that. In addition, I would never have a child unless a powerful Lycan from the royal family gets pregnant for me. That is the only way the curse would be broken and my fiancée, Celeste would be able to get pregnant as soon as the curse is broken. So, that was why I needed Freya. I needed her to break the curse. “So what do you say?” She raised her head, staring at me in the eyes and there was something about the way she stared at me that I couldn’t place. “I don’t know.” I rose, taking slow strides towards her while she took a step back and another step back until there wasn’t any space between us anymore. “It doesn’t matter to me. You only have to remember that you are here to be my breeder” I stood before her while she gripped the side of her dress. Staring deep into her brown eyes, I slipped a hand over her waist drawing her close to me while she winced, a glint of nervousness in her eyes. My heart pounded in my chest with a mix of excitement and confusion. The more I stared into her brown eyes, the more I drowned inside and without thinking twice, I wrapped both hands around her, slamming my lips on hers. She froze for a second as she folded her hands against my chest. Kissing her mercilessly as my tongue ravaged the insides of her mouth while tightening my grip around her hair, a groan left her lips. I pushed her to the bed, staring at her while trying to feign an expression devoid of emotions even though something was stirring deep within me. While I stared at the scaredy cat on the bed, my mind wandered back to Celeste and she was the one who pushed me into doing this. She wanted me to break the curse and prompted me to take a breeder. I didn’t care about the curse. But, Celeste wanted a child and after months of pleading with me, I had to give into her demands. I fixed my gaze back to Freya, assuring myself that it was just business and I had to shove every weird emotion that was beginning to rise inside of me. Her eyes shone with fear as her lips wobbled. “I think that there is a mistake somewhere. I can’t give birth…..” I crawled on top of her, shutting her up with another kiss. Panting, I slurred. “If you talk one more time without asking you to, I promise to cut off your tongue” She swallowed hard, squeezing her eyes shut while my hands tore the soft fabric that she was clad in. She covered her perky breast with her hands but a glare from me, caused her to take her hands off as she surrendered to me in defeat. Grabbing her by the hips in a bid to drag her closer to me, I yanked my pants off, my cock nudging at her entrance. Her eyes traveled from my face to my cock as she squeezed her eyes shut in fear, gripping the sheets like she was bracing herself for what was going to come next. In one push, I slid into her, her eyes flicking open and she gasped. I pounded into her, thrusting till she was screaming and her nails dug into my arm. Plunging hard and fast, her eyes shone with tears and she moaned at the same time. It didn’t take long for me to reach my climax as my eyes shut and this time, I increased the pace at which I rammed into her until pleasure rocked through me. Spilling my seeds inside of her, I rolled off her body while grabbing my clothes, not sparing her a single glance. “We will meet again when the test results are out. Don’t think about running away from me because if you do, I will find you.”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
Freya’s P.O.V Thorne and I stood frozen as time lagged between us and the only voice that kept ringing through my head was how I was done for! Not only was I carrying the children of my father’s enemy but I was also mated to him. Could my life get any worse? Tears slowly found their way to the back of my eyes, pressing at the back of my eyelids so much that it blurred my vision. How in the world was Thorne my mate? Thorne of all people! What kind of dangerous trick was the moon goddess playing with me? Why would she mate me with the man who wouldn't hesitate to kill me as soon as he found out that I was the Lycan princess? Despite the tears that blurred my vision, I could feel his cold gaze burning my face so much that my heart tightened in pain. Irrespective of the crushing realization that hit me like a tidal wave, I couldn't deny the fact that there was this burning sensation that lingered in my heart. My heart yearned for him. It called out to him. It was racing
Freya A cloud of darkness settled over my head, heavy and suffocating while I remained seated on the bare ground, pulling my knees to my chest as my mind replayed the argument that I had with Thorne. No matter how much I tried to wrap my head around things, I just couldn’t understand why the moon goddess would mate me with Thorne. Why would she put me in this dangerous situation? I was too numb to speak as I stared into space and rubbed my hands on my stomach instinctively. I hated the thoughts that coursed through my mind, the thoughts that wanted to stop me from getting attached to this pregnancy. The thoughts that these precious babies of mine might end up being stillborns just like the others were. Heaving an exasperated sigh as I gathered the strength to get to my feet, I was soon taken aback when soft delicate fingers wrapped around my shoulders, the scent of fresh jasmine wafting through my nostrils. I almost flinched but on glancing up to see who it was, Celest
Freya’s P.O.V Curled in a fetal position on the bed while my mind replayed all the events with Thorne and Celeste that happened this week, my heart almost leaped into my throat when a knock sounded on the door. My eyes flew open instantly as I sat upright, confusion swirling through my mind because the maid that was assigned to me signed off for her duties for today so who could be at the door? Celeste? Or Thorne! My heart slammed against my ribcage as fear slowly gripped my soul while I jumped off the bed, steeling myself for whatever was coming next. With every tiny step that I took towards the door, my heart kept pounding against my chest. “Who…who…is that” My words came out as stutters while I gripped my gown anxiously. “Can you please open the door? I would like to have a word with you” That voice. It didn't sound like that of Thorne’s. Swallowing the heavy lump that formed in my throat, my eyes closed briefly as I took in a deep breath and pulled the door ope
Celeste’s P.O.V Curling my legs by my side, I sipped my wine, staring intently at the women who were lined in two rows, standing half-naked. Rolling my eyes to the back, my mind couldn’t help but keep wandering about what had happened between Thorne and me. He yelled at me for the first time. He did that because of that good-for-nothing breeder. I exchanged fleeting glances with the head servant, pointing. “The blonde and the brunette” My voice was cold and icy. The head servant lowered her head. “I would make sure they get dressed and begin to work for you. I will teach them what they have to do” I rolled my eyes, forcing out a smile that didn’t reach my eyes. “They wouldn’t be working for me instead, they will be working for Thorne” “Are we changing King Thorne’s maids?” I shook my head. “No, they will become Thorne’s sex slaves” “Okay…” Her words trailed before her eyes widened as she stared at me in shock and exclaimed. “Sex Slaves?” I raised a brow. “Do you
Freya’s P.O.V I jolted awake, my heart racing in my mind because of the nightmare that I just had. I had seen myself vomiting blood till a hand pushed me into the ocean. A groan left my mouth, sitting upright while trying to catch my breath as I dashed away the sweat that was beginning to form on my forehead. Before I could wrap my head around what was going on, the sound of stilettos against the floor filled my ears. “Are you awake?” Someone cooed while I turned my head around instinctively in the direction that the voice emanated. Celeste strutted towards me, worry boldly written on her face as she increased her pace and sat on the bed next to me. “Are you okay, Freya? You have been unconscious for hours” The more I stared at her, the more confusion swirled in my mind. What was she talking about? “I…” My words trailed when some memories flooded through my head. From what I could recollect, after taking like two spoonfuls of the porridge I was served, I had started
Thorne’s P.O.VWe had gone back only to find out that the woman named Elsie had relocated to Belgium. Although Freya had been devastated, the only thing that consoled her was the fact that Elsie had left a phone number in case Freya ever contacted her. I watched as she stared at the piece of paper while I followed closely behind her and at that moment, my mind drifted back to Nigel. Anger boiled within me when the memories of what had happened earlier flashed inside my mind. What the heck was he even up to? The two had smiled at each other like they were long-lost acquaintances who were just meeting each other after so many years. And now that I had come face to face with Nigel, I couldn't just shake off the eerie feeling that he looked familiar. I ran a finger through the back of my neck, trying to recollect where I had seen him before, but it was impossible. I was sure that I had seen him before, but I couldn't just place where. It didn't matter, though. All that mattered was
Freya’s P.O.VMurmurs filled the entire place and people flipped out their phones, taking pictures and recording videos. “Did he just mention the Lycan King?”“Are they actors shooting a movie?”“What the fuck is a Lycan King?” “Is this some sort of a joke?” Someone said, chuckling as he pushed the cart away while my face flushed with embarrassment. My pupils dilated and I shifted my eyes towards Thorne whose chest heaved up and down as a muscle in his jaw ticked. He didn’t seem to care about the eyes that were fixed on us. What he cared the most about was unleashing hell on Cedric. Blood ran underneath Nigel’s nostrils as he wiped it off with his hands. “The fuck is wrong with you, man?” He cussed and those words did nothing but enrage Thorne further. Thorne was like a mad beast, his entire body tensed with fury and at that moment, it dawned on me that this man didn’t care for the fact that he was in the human world. With the way he had clenched his fingers, I knew that he was ab
Freya’s P.O.VA shiver ran down my spine and while Nigel kept talking about his daughter, I froze, turning slightly while swiveling my head around the entire section. I didn't know, but why did it seem more like someone was watching me or worse, following me? And at the same time, why could I smell Thorne?My stomach tied a knot and I brushed my hands through the back of my neck because I saw no one except for the customers who went about with their daily business. Could Thorne have followed me?No. I doubted that. He was currently busy with the moon festival and right now, he didn't give a shit about me or whatever happened to me—Like he had insinuated over the phone. Nigel broke my train of thought and concern shone in his eyes. “Is there a problem?”My pupils dilated, and a placid smile slipped through my face. “No. I was thinking that I saw someone. Turned out that it wasn't the person I thought it was” I lied while his brows knitted together in confusion as his eyes coasted
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