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.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
Thorne’s P.O.V** The Light Festival **Moon-shaped lanterns hung from the trees while golden lights made in honor of the moon goddess floated through the sky. For a long time in a while, there was this sense of fulfillment that washed through me because it was the first time in many years that the festival would be celebrated. And most importantly, seeing Freya excited made me happy. Because she had lived hidden all her life, she had never experienced something like this. My eyes were fixed on Freya whose gaze mirrored the reflection of the lights.“This is so beautiful” Tears filled her eyes as she glanced at me and her face broke into a smile. She placed a hand on her chest, talking about how she couldn't contain her joy and while she did that, I reached for her hands and slipped the bracelet onto her wrists. It was a diamond bracelet. She paused, darting her eyes between the bracelet and my face. “Again?”I nodded and before I could wrap my head around things, she threw her ha
Freya’s P.O.VIt had been two weeks since Enzo recovered, and one would think that Thorne would be softer toward him since he was beating himself up for almost causing his death. But, the case was otherwise.As soon as he was discharged from the hospital, Thorne placed him under house arrest. He wasn't allowed to leave the house and no one was allowed to meet him unless it was necessary. The house arrest was to last for six months. Initially, it was set to last for four months, but Sadie’s tantrums and constant threats to Thorne made him add two more months. Since then, Thorne and Enzo hadn't spoken. And worse, it was difficult to know what was going through his mind and why he wasn't speaking to his brother when he was the one who didn't want him dead. Was he staying away from him because he was scared that Raze could take over and end Enzo’s life for good this time?The maid’s voice broke my train of thought as she wheeled in a rack of dresses. The clothes were all neon-colored,
Freya’s P.O.VI was having a conversation with Nigel, apologizing for what had happened since Thorne left my side abruptly, claiming that he wanted to check on something. My instinct had nudged me to follow him but I didn't and just before Nigel could leave, an ambulance was driven in and Thorne emerged from the path that led to the dungeon. He had carried a severely wounded Enzo on his back and that scene was terrifying. While I had placed a hand on Enzo’s stomach that looked like sharp claws had been sunk into, all the wound did was close but he wasn't opening his eyes. And for the past eight hours that he was rushed into the hospital, he still hasn't regained consciousness. Thorne sat alone, staring at his blood-filled hands in horror. That was all he had been doing except asking the werewolf doctor if his brother had regained consciousness. What the hell happened in the dungeon? What did Thorne do? The doctor had claimed that Enzo was in a critical condition and this was mor
Thorne’s P.O.V How long had I been standing? Probably since he dropped the blow, admitting to working with Reginald because he was being blackmailed by him. I had figured out that he was going to come into the torture room and that was the reason that I made sure the whole place was taped. When my eyes clashed with his face, my heart sank to the hollow of my stomach, and never in my wildest imagination have I ever imagined a day like this. A day when my brother was going to hide something as big as blackmail just because he thought that I was going to kill him for being an Anori. How does that even make any sense? I had known about his secret since we were younger. I had followed him then since he always made constant visits to the human world. When I found out the truth about him, I was determined to keep his secret to the end. To the fucking end. And now, this. My fingers turned into sharp long laws as they squeezed into folds, the claws piercing deeper into my palm as a
Enzo’s P.O.V I was on the verge of losing my mind. There was this thought that kept nudging at the back of my mind— Thoughts that Thorne knew something about Reginald and me. What did he know? Did he know that I have been secretly working for that bastard against my will? The look in his eyes. It was the look of someone who had suspicions towards me. When I made the recommendation that Reginald shouldn’t be allowed to live further, he promised to make me take his place if anything ever happened to him before the public execution. All of this proved that he knew something about me. However, the Thorne that I knew was someone who hated betrayal so if he knew the truth about me already, why hasn’t he killed me yet? No. I doubted that. He may just be suspicious towards me after the event that happened with Asher and now, I had to ensure that Reginald doesn’t spill the truth about me being an Anori to Thorne. If Thorne ever knew, it was going to be the end of me. “Fuck!” I mut
Freya’s P.O.VThorne had disagreed at first but after many promptings, he gave in and took me along, and now, were on our way to visit Maggie. The car ride was incredibly quiet and the two of us seemed lost in our thoughts. My mind couldn't stop replaying the accusations that were leveled against Cedric and most importantly, how everyone was involved with one another. It was more like everyone’s past was connected in one way or the other. Who would have known that Celeste was the reason he was left to die in the ocean and I had saved him? The same way I had saved Thorne. Was this fate or what?At the same time, why did I believe Cedric? If it were another woman, I would have doubted him but since Celeste was the victim here…What was I even saying? She has never been the victim. Celeste was always the perpetrator so that was the reason I found myself believing Nigel’s side of the story. Celeste was very cunning. She would have a smile on her face while planning someone’s doom. I
Thorne’s P.O.VThe hairpin made with Swarovski crystals flashed through my mind briefly and at the same time, another thought appeared in my mind. What if he had killed her? The circumstances of her death revolved around him. What if what he did with Celeste was the same thing serial killers did to their victims as a form of vengeance?And now, his new target was Freya. A growl rumbled from my throat and anger slowly coursed through my veins. Before I could gather my thoughts, Enzo mind-linked with me. “Do I attack him right now?”I hated that this situation was the reason we were talking. I hated it so much but as long as it came to Cedric who now had his eyes on Freya, I couldn't afford to hesitate. “Yes!”I shifted my eyes to Nigel, taking long predatory strides towards him. “Cedric Sanchez? The same Cedric who raped Celeste and should be dead right now. Yet, you are here alive and with another name…”Freya cut in, rising to her feet and there was a mix of fear and confusion in
Thorne’s P.O.VReginald's agonizing scream faded as soon as I closed the soundproof door. I rolled up my sleeves, darting my eyes to the maid who reiterated her words. “Alpha Nigel is in the dining hall”“And Freya?”She responded. “She got my message, King Thorne. Lady Freya said she would join you shortly”I blew out a breath and in the next minute, I was in the dining hall. I swiveled my eyes around and Freya wasn't anywhere to be found. Nigel lowered his head slightly and I did the same. Where was Freya?The dinner was supposed to be just for me and Nigel but despite his help, there was just something about him that made me uncomfortable. Maybe it was because I still had doubts about him. My eyes were piqued with curiosity and just when I decided to put a call through her, a thought concerning Nigel and Reginald flashed through my mind. How was he able to capture Reginald?“Alpha Nigel…” I shifted my eyes to him and when our eyes met, that feeling that he looked familiar hit me