Greyson’s POV:It had been days of careful planning and strategizing plus exhaustion on my part. I couldn’t sleep or eat and the longer I went without seeing Freya or knowing how she was the worse I became. The last few days have been filled with me trying to hold it down and keep sane. Not only for my sake, but for the sake of the children under my care. It was difficult to believe that Roman could abandon his child to pursue this insanity. He had presumably left Simon in the care of Emilia, whom he did not expect to attempt to escape from his house and come to me but that was besides the point. The entire thing was messy. Too messy for me to fully comprehend. Then to make matters worse, there was an ache in my chest that had formed two nights ago and it had refused to leave. I couldn’t explain its origin, neither could I get rid of it. I was devastated and desperate to find Freya and Goddess knew how much my heart hurt every second that went by without her by my side but that’s
“Hi Freya. It’s nice to finally meet the woman who thinks she could try to come between mates. I’m Estel by the way.” There was no malice in the woman’s voice, in fact it was pretty neutral along with her facial expression and it made it difficult to really take her words for that they truly intended to be.I remained quiet and just continued to watch her. How the hell was it possible that she was alive? Zoe had admitted to killing her, I had visited her grave with Greyson and everyone else seemed to think that she was dead, so how was she standing here in this moment? I didn’t ask her any questions because I was more afraid of an answer than of being ignorant. Also, I had a feeling that I would get the answer I was looking for soon enough. “Don’t you want to know how I got here?” She asked and for the first time since she entered the room, I heard true excitement in her voice.“No?” She asked again when I remained silent. “Alright that’s fine, I’ll tell you a different story the
Emilia’s POV:“Emilee?” Simon called and I chuckled under my breath. No matter how much I tried to correct him about the pronunciation of my name, the four years old insisted on calling me that since his friend called me that too. “Yes love?” I responded. “When do we go home and see daddy? Will he forgive me and love me again? A-and you too?” Tears pricked at my eyes at his words. How could I tell him that he might never see his father again? I mean chances were if Roman were ever found, he would be killed. There was no mercy for what he had done so far. “I’m sure he will honey. Come on, it’s past your bedtime you need to go to bed.” I tried my best at sounding reassuring but I couldn’t be sure that it worked as well as I wanted it to. I was sad and scared myself. “I’m scared.” Came his little voice again. “Don’t be scared honey, here hold my hand and I promise I won’t let go okay?” I promised and Simon nodded his head, wrapping his small fingers around mine. I watched as his e
Greyson’s POV:I flew out of the bed and dashed in the direction of Jessy’s room where I found my daughter sitting on the floor at the end of the bed with her blanket clutched in her hands and her green bunny in a death grip on her other hand and tears streaming down her face. The moment she noticed my presence in the room, she immediately stood from her position, dropping everything that she had been holding on to and running into my arms. I had never seen Jessy so upset, she was literally bawling out her eyes and she looked inconsolable. She was in no headspace to tell me what was wrong so I didn’t push her, instead I kept my arms around her in a hug as tight as I could go without hurting her. “It’s okay baby. You’re fine. I’m here now.” I whispered comfortingly to her and while I was still talking Emilia burst into the room. The former maid looked like she had also been having a terrifying dream or maybe she had just woken up in shock from Jessy’s scream but her eyes were blown
Greyson’s POV: I watched Freya’s still body on the bed connected to more wires than I had ever seen together in a place at the same time and tears slipped from my eyes once more. The same way it had been for the last one week. I had managed to bring her back home and Clara had gone straight to work on her. It had been the most gruesome four hours of my life. I had been shut out of the room and no matter how much I pounded on the door or shouted to be let in so I could see Freya, I had just been ignored. And finally, after four long and painful hours, Clara had come with some news. Freya had lost the twins but she was still alive, well barely. Clara had assured me that she had only passed out from exhaustion, pain and loss of blood but that slowly but steadily she would make a full recovery.That was a week ago. Freya was yet to do more than stir a little from her position and I hadn’t left the chair that I was perched on for more than once a day to use the bathroom that adjoined
It felt like a long time that I had been stuck in this space where I could hear almost everything around me but I couldn’t see a thing or feel anything. Most of the voices around me sounded more like Greyson’s and occasionally I would hear the healer or Smith but it usually felt like those sounds were coming from behind a glass pane and no matter how hard I tried I couldn’t ever fully hear the words being exchanged or react in the way that I wanted to. It just felt like I was stuck in a dream, where I knew it was a dream but I just couldn’t do anything to stop it or participate only watch it from whatever position I could find. One thing that I could feel though was the excruciating pain that emanated from different parts of my body. My shoulders and stomach seemed to have the worst pain from it all but those weren’t the things that hurt the most. Being stuck in this dreamlike state, where I went in and out of sleep without control also meant, having uncontrollable flashbacks. Th
In the darkness of the room, I watched the man that I loved sleep and the more I watched him the faster and harder the tears fell from my eyes. I failed him. He had been so excited to have a child with me, he had been looking forward to it with everything and I had dashed those hopes. Greyson had tried so hard to hide it but since I got back, I always caught his eyes moving to my stomach and the sadness that would cloud within his grey orbs when he would find the space empty usually made me hate myself even more. We were supposed to be a happy family, with two extra children along with Jessy, but now not only did I loose our twins, I had also lost my womb. There was no greater pain that the one that I was currently faced with. Not even the stabs came close to the pain that I felt now. As much as Greyson wanted to pretend, I knew that there had been a change between us and things were not as normal as they used to be. He was of course still the sweetest, most supportive, loving ma
“Are you alright?” Christie’s voice came pierced through my thinking and brought me back to reality. I offered the maid a small smile and picked up the knife that I had dropped previously to press the back of my palms to my head when it had begun to throb. “Of course, why?” I replied, trying my best to sound as cheerful as possible, but I could see I had overdone it from the way the maids face furrowed even more in suspicion. “Well I understand it’s been really hard for you recently and all, I just think you’re becoming a different person. You’re a lot more quiet nowadays and you’re always thinking. I mean I understand that everything that has happened has definitely really hit you hard but it feels even worse now, you know.” When Christie stopped talking, I paused for a couple of seconds to take in her words. I knew for a fact that I changed since after the incident, but I didn’t think that I had changed even more recently. “I-I’m sorry. I know it’s not my place. I just want you
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“Happy birthday daddy. It’s your birthday daddy! Wake up! I made you a drawing.” Jessy’s voice woke both Greyson and Freya with the latter turning around and going right back to sleep. Her due date was really close and the bigger the twins got the more tired she became and so it wasn’t unusual that even with Jessy’s little screaming voice, Freya would still be able to go back to sleep. “Thank you honey. Come here, let’s not wake mommy up okay. Is that for me?” Greyson asked his four years old and she nodded enthusiastically. “It’s so beautiful. Thank you baby.” The Alpha said running his fingers through the drawing of their little family. The image of Freya with a protruding stomach was comical and it made Greyson laugh quietly but he could also note how much his child had improved. Drawing always was something she enjoyed a lot and watching her get better and better with it was amazing. “That one looks nothing like me Jess.” Freya said with a small laugh and Jessy giggled along
The evening air was wonderful and was the perfect thing I needed. I came out earlier to sit in the garden and read a book and although I already lost interest in the book,i still sat outside and held the book open in front of me. I rubbed my stomach gently hoping to ease the pressure on my bladder. I was very comfortable where I was sat and the last thing I wanted was to have to move inside to pee and then come out again. I could feel myself get bigger and heavier by the day and although I loved being pregnant, I hated the fact that my body was changing a lot. Being pregnant with Jessy was very different from my current pregnancy. Maybe because I still had to work till the very day I pushed my child out, or maybe because I knew that the only person I had was myself and I had to constantly stand up for myself and be there for myself. It was a different story altogether now. I had the best life. I had Greyson, Smith, Clara, Christie, Michelle and even Jessy looking out for me now. I
Greyson’s POV: “What just happened?” Freya finally asked with a shaky voice and I raised my head to address my mate. Sighing in relief when the hate that had resided in my heart against her over the last couple of days was nowhere to be found. I beckoned Freya closer to me with a finger, still unable to use my voice due to the dryness that had settled in my throat. I could see the hesitation in her features and it hurt me more than anything in the world that she doubted if I meant it or not. “I’m sorry.” I said to her and I watched as her features softened, she looked at my face, before looking down at the body at her feet. Then going around it to reach me on the bed. Once she was within grasp, I reached forward to pull her into my arms in a hug, melting into it and taking a big sniff of her scent that I had missed very much. “I’m so sorry.” I said again“It was the only way, if I had not done it she would have only taken control of my mind faster.” “I have no idea what you’re
Greyson’s POV:The sigh that escaped from my lips was only proof of how heavenly Estel’s lips felt on mine. It was soft and she tasted very sweet causing me to melt into the kiss even more. If her lips felt this good and tasted this delicious then I badly wanted to know what the rest of her body tasted like, especially down there. I moved my fingers carefully and subtly towards the bottom half of her body, doing my best to not break the kiss. Just before I could reach her thighs, she held out her hand to stop me, breaking the kiss and letting out a chuckle. The sound was beautiful, just like I remembered it, but it had a mocking undertone to it, there was a slight sneer to it but I ignored it. “Honey, I hear your mind even before you do. I know your every move now, so don’t go thinking you can sneak up on me. Relax baby, I’ll take care of you.” Estel whispered to me and the drop of her tone as she said the last sentence made me shudder in delight. My head turned towards hers, eye
11:56pmAlmost midnight and still no signs of Greyson. I had heard him when he had come out of his office and had walked in the direction of the guest room but a very small part of me strongly believed that he would come back tonight. Three days of hopeless belief and he was yet to come back to bed with me. A tear slipped down my eyes and after that single tear came a lot more. I was pregnant and abandoned. Once again. Was my fate really so cruel for this to keep happening to me all the time? How much more could one person take? Why was love never simple? Why was it never enough? I sobbed hard into my pillow, feeling every bit miserable and pathetic. I had thought the auction was the worst thing that could have ever happened to me, the disgusting short man that had place one of the highest bid on me had irritated and annoyed me at the point but now I couldn’t help but wonder if maybe my life would have turned out differently, maybe a little happier with less drama if he had been
“I’m just saying that I think it might be rude if we invite certain Alphas and don’t invite certain. There could be a mini war for that in fact. It is after all the feast of Alphas, so all Alphas should be invited.” Smith said and I blinked at the end of his words. At this point, even screaming wouldn’t be enough to convey my frustrations and anger. I had woken up restless and tired and it felt like as the day went on, the more tired and restless I became.I couldn’t focus on anything. Not my work, or trying to make sense of what had happened the previous night, not even the meeting with Smith seemed to be able to get me to concentrate. “I’ve been trying to convince myself that somehow you’re listening to me but at this point I don’t think I can continue to do that successfully. It’s obvious you’re not listening to me and that your mind is filled with something else.” Smith said with a frustrated sigh in his words. I rubbed my temples, hoping to chase away the throb that had began
Honestly wish I could tell what had disturbed my sleep and woken me up prematurely but in the next five minutes after waking up, I still couldn’t figure it out and when I flipped my eyes open to find the room bright and all the lights still turned on, I squinted in confusion. There was something off this morning. I looked to the bedside clock on the nightstand opposite me and when the blinking red numbers flashed 5:13am, I gasped in surprise. I was never awake this early, but most importantly, Greyson was never awake this early too and from the feeling of the sheets in his side of the bed, I could tell that he had not even slept in bed with me at all the previous night. It was so shocking to me, I felt dazed, confused and pain from my bladder truly reminded me of why I had awoken in the first place. I needed to pee. I moved out of the bed, supporting my big and rounded stomach as I waddle towards the toilet. I let out a sigh of relief as my full bladder slowly emptied but my init
Greyson’s POV:I searched around in the crowd for Simon because I could see how Freya was starting to get unsettled from the absence of the boy. It looked like he was nowhere around and I was just about to move from my seat to properly search for him when a familiar mop of raven hair caught my attention. Emilia. And cuddled up in her arms was Simon. The two didn’t look like they were having any conversation. They just looked to be enjoying each others company. It was such a beautiful sight and I just stared at them for a full minute. The paranoia eased a little from my mind knowing the boy was safe. The last thing I wanted was for the tiniest thing to go wrong, I wanted this to go as easily and as smoothly as possible for all of us. It was the least we deserved.I take a sweep of the crowd once more with my heart pounding heavily in my chest, almost as if it knew that something was about to go wrong. There was nothing out of place. Everyone seemed to be in high, merry spirits and i