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Thorne’s P.O.V The door swung open as Celeste stormed inside, gripping a necklace that dangled from her hands. My gaze coasted over to her as she marched towards me with eyes blazing with fury. “What is this, Thorne?” Her chest heaved up and down. “Did you give Freya this necklace or did she steal it? What am I even saying? She stole it because you would never give her something this precious to her” “She deserves to be punished. You can't let this slide!” A smile crept at the corner of my mouth because it was just the reaction that I had expected from Celeste. The longer I stared at her, the more anger surged through me, my mind spiraling back to everything I’d uncovered about her. When she pulled up that mental issue card against Rayna in a bid to exonerate herself, I had this thought nudging at the back of my mind that something was wrong. My mind was so unsettled that I could hardly sleep until I was forced to visit the mental institute myself while giving strict
Freya’s P.O.V For days, I had still been dazed about the way Celeste had confronted me. The murderous glint in her eyes still sent shivers down my spine as her long claws pressed hard against my skin, almost digging into my neck. At that moment, I saw a scary Celeste— A terrifying image of her that I couldn't get rid of. As I wrapped my arms around myself, Astrid’s warning flashed through my mind. I had always known that there was something weird about Celeste. Her niceness when she was supposed to be angry felt just too calculated and cold for me. Since she yanked that necklace off my neck, I haven't seen her and I couldn't help but be glad for the peace I had enjoyed for the past few days. And then Thorne… I stopped in my tracks immediately, trying to push back the memories that flooded through my mind. The images of his lips crashing on mine and the way he had violated my very existence were seared into my mind. I tried so hard to get rid of it, but I couldn't.
Freya “Anika, is that you?” My heart palpitated, fear clawing at the back of my throat as her eyes locked onto mine. Thorne’s words faded into the background, replaced by a single, overwhelming thought— my life would be over if this woman kept coming toward me. Sweat trailed down my forehead and the more my heart thrummed, she walked towards me. My lungs hitched, and a distressed breath escaped my lips. I thought this was going to be the end for me until a boy who seemed like he was in his teens rushed to meet her, panting heavily. “Aunt” He gasped for breath, grabbing her gently by the wrist. “You can't go around the mall without me. What if you ran into something? Don't forget that you are blind and…” As soon as those words slipped out of his mouth, relief flooded through me and I almost collapsed to the ground but at the same time, my heart shattered into pieces. What did he mean by she was blind? She yanked her hands away from his grip, her lips wobbling. “L
Freya I stared out the window, watching as the maids trooped in and out of the castle, holding luxurious fashion bags and all of that. Celeste was preparing for her anniversary with Thorne, and she seemed invested in everything that she shared with Thorne. But, I couldn’t say the same for the other person. Thorne. With an exasperated sigh, I glanced over my shoulder, stealing a look at the man lounging on the edge of the table, casually absorbed in his book. The more I stared at him, the more my mind was swamped with confusion because wasn't it ironic that while Celeste was busy with the preparations for the anniversary party, Thorne was always here? In his free time, he would check up on me. Before he leaves the castle, he would check on me. Thorne’s recent shift in behavior wasn't only scary but suffocating at the same time. I squinted my eyes suspiciously, trying to study his face and decipher what could be going through his mind. The more I stared at him, the m
Thorne Sparks— That was the only thing I felt around Freya. Anytime she was near, my heart would race like galloping horses and the only thing I wanted was to be around her. It was weird that I always felt something lit up in my heart when she was around, or could the mate bond be the reason I wasn't thinking straight? Maybe it didn't matter, perhaps what mattered was the fact that something in me yearned for her—Her mind, body, and soul. She brought alive something that I never knew existed in my heart. Something so pure and lovely that I had never felt around Celeste. From random kisses to frequent sex—I had never been this drawn to someone all my life so much that the only thing that occupied my mind was her. And right now, she had bewitched me so badly that as I was on a business call, the only one that I could think of was her. “Don't think about her, Thorne” I muttered to myself, tightening my grip around the phone that pressed to my ear as my eyes squeezed
Celeste’s P.O.V A wave of anger coursed through me as I watched the delicate white flakes swirling in the wind. The more I watched the snow, the more my pulse quickened. Why now? Why would it freaking snow when it was two days to my anniversary? I rolled my eyes, closing the drapes while running my hands through my hair. “Why couldn't it have snowed after Thorne’s and my anniversary?” “Now I have to watch the snow with him when I have no plans of stepping out of my room today” A painful groan rumbled from my throat as I made way for the walk-in closet. I rummaged through my wardrobe, pushing a pile of clothes aside while reaching for the long faux fur coat that Thorne had given me as a gift last winter. Thorne and I had this tradition of watching the first snow of the year together. It was a tradition that we have upheld for years and right now, the whole snow-watching thing was starting to get boring and frustrating for me. If it weren't for the fact that he
Freya My growing attraction to Thorne wasn't only intoxicating, but it was scary at the same time. What we were doing was so wrong, yet with every passing day, I could see my conscience slipping away and the walls around my heart crumbling down. The way his eyes would always light up whenever he looked at me. The way being around him always made me feel butterflies and the feeling of his skin against mine. Bliss. The fact that I felt attracted to the dangerous man who could harm me if he discovered my identity was deeply alarming. But at the same time, I couldn't deny the attraction that I felt towards him, and this was due to the mating bond—A bond that I hated and loved at the same time. I was jolted out of my thoughts when Astrid shook me by the arm. “Why are you smiling? Is there someone who is making you this excited?” I chuckled, yanking my hands off her grip. “What are you talking about? I wasn't smiling” Astrid wriggled her finger at my face. “You are and
Thorne’s POV The grand hall buzzed with music as I stood at the entrance watching as the guests milled around with champagne flutes. Despite my brows that tugged in a frown, I gesticulated for my brother, Enzo to come towards me. Enzo leaned in, his lips quirking in a smirk. “Are you that impatient for Celeste because I am sure you called me to ask about her whereabouts” He glanced up at me and when he did, his eyes locked onto eyes that blazed with fury. The smirk on his face disappeared while he straightened, his expression shifting into a serious one. “Okay, what is the issue?” “Did you make sure that the fur coat was delivered to Freya? The snow has been relentless this evening and considering her condition…” I paused when I saw the way Enzo squinted his eyes at me suspiciously. Enzo glanced around before he toned down his voice. “Why are you worried about her when today is your anniversary?” “Because she is carrying my babies and I have to be present in this jour
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
Thorne’s P.O.VThe more my eyes lingered on the documents that proved that Freya was indeed the one who had donated the bone marrow to save me, the more anger unfurled in my chest toward Celeste. It was difficult to believe that the woman whom I put on a pedestal, deceived me in this manner. As if that weren’t worse, she had the effrontery to appear before me and ask for something that she never donated. I was boiling. It felt more like she should appear right in front of me so that I could squeeze her into pieces for all her lies, deception, and manipulation that she had spun over the years. How in the world did I ever fall in love with such a selfish woman? How could I have never seen all the red flags? My blood rushed into my veins, my eyes darkening as my pulse quickened and at that fleeting moment, I reached for the documents scattered across the mahogany table, crumpling the papers. When I crumpled those papers, I envisioned Celeste. But that brought no relief to the storm
Freya The audacity. They had the nerve to tell me to leave my children, leave Thorne, and come back to the Lycan Kingdom— To the same place where I have been abused physically and mentally. To the same place where I have been locked up all of my life. I needed to know where the Lycan King got his nerves from—The same man who had always looked down on me, hurled insults at me, and even went as far as placing his stepdaughter over me. I stood up from where I sat, grabbing my bag before fixing both Quinn and Cole with a stern gaze. “I hope that we never meet again” I was about to turn away when Cole’s words made me halt in my tracks. “If you turn your back on us, you are turning your back on your roots. It was never your fault, but you broke the law, never associate with the Rogue King. The penalty is death and the Lycan King is trying to give you a second chance, yet you do this?” I turned, raising a brow in confusion. “What did you just say? Can you even listen to yourself?”
Freya’s P.O.V I sat in my car, staring into space while my mind replayed the conversation that we had on our date night. Why did he act like that when I had mentioned something about being a donor? Could chances be that he was somehow connected to who it was donated to? After I said those words, the date ended abruptly, and he drove me back home. He told me that he had to return to his territory because he wanted to investigate something, and it had been two days since I had set eyes on him. I missed him so much… He said he would be back by Sunday and mentioned something about Enzo coming over the weekend to take me and the quadruplets to the house where he was staying. He wanted us to spend a week with him or more… That didn't matter. What mattered was why he reacted in that way when I talked about donating bone marrow. Did I perhaps trigger a memory in him? All of a sudden, my heart skipped a bit and I almost flinched when someone knocked on the window of my car. Staring at
Celeste’s P.O.VI stared at my reflection in the mirror and just that pathetic sight of myself made tears well up in my eyes. This wasn't the me that I knew. I was now far from the classy, sophisticated, and powerful Celeste that I was. What was left of me was the worst version of myself. I knew that I wasn't that much of a good person, but the moon goddess wasn't fair with me. When I was with Thorne, I didn't even get pregnant at all but with Ryle, I had at least gotten pregnant and had miscarriages. Five times at least.But this particular pregnancy meant a lot to me. It rekindled my hope and made me think that I had gotten my happy ending with Ryle until tragedy struck again, and I didn't even touch him before I lost him— My beloved Brett. “Brett” The name rolled off my tongue and a faint smile formed on my face before my chest tightened because of the way Thorne had spoken to me with eyes devoid of emotion. How could he have told me that I deserved to lose my child? How could h
Freya’s P.O.VAs soon as he said those words, a strange sense of dread washed over me, causing my stomach to tie a knot as fear clawed at my insides. So, if I had accepted the invitation, there was a high chance that my life would be ended by Rhys. I was at a loss for words to say because for him to tell me not to tell Thorne meant that he knew that Thorne was the one who killed Alexandro. In the end, Thorne was right. I watched as Thorne swiped through my phone, anxiety clawing at the back of my neck. “What are you doing?” My voice was barely above a whisper. “Blocking him and I texted him back”My heart leaped in fear. “About what?”“That I know his plan. He wouldn't dare harm you or come near you because he is aware that I know about his plans now”I should have been relieved, but all these constant threats here and there made me feel some type of way. It changed my mood and at that moment, it made me realize that I didn't want a life such as this. A life filled with people at
Freya’s P.O.VWhat did that woman want from me after everything that she had done to ruin me? How mentally twisted did she have to be to even spew gibberish before the children? The same woman who tried to set me on fire when I was pregnant. The same woman who tried to kill me. She dared to tell Emma and Ethan that she was coming to take them. Not on my watch. As long as I was alive, no one would ever take any of the kids away from me. Not Celeste. I would protect them with my life. That woman better not show her face before me because if she did, I would harm her, and I wasn't even joking. I meant each of my words. As if being shocked about Alexandro’s death wasn't enough, she had to add to my problems. I hated her so much, and my only hope was that this would never happen again. All of a sudden, my heart lurched forward, and I was startled out of my thoughts when the sound of the doorbell filled my ears. Instantly, I knew that it was Thorne. Without thinking twice, I rushed