All Chapters of His Destined Luna: Chapter 111 - Chapter 120

Author’s POV Freya felt restless as she paced Callum’s study back and forth. She wasn’t prepared for the way things turned out with Fiona. She let out a string of curses under her breath. The mistake she made was trusting Isla to do the job right. Her heart raced hard at the thought of Ronan already knowing who the culprit was. He hardly hides anything from her. As they spoke this morning, she couldn’t even read his eyes. Callum opened the door to the study holding her gaze. “You need to hide quickly behind my chair and do your best to be quiet. Ronan is here.” He announced. “Why didn’t you talk faster?” She queried scampering off to the chair. He sat down quickly just in time for Ronan's entry. Freya had to stay very low to keep her husband from sniffing her out. Ronan walked in mumbling a greeting to his uncle. “Ronan.” Callum let out in a strangled voice. “I wasn’t expecting you. Shouldn’t you be with your childbearer now? I am sorry that you have constantly been at the receiv

Ronan’s POV Returning to the palace after spending the night with Fiona and Louis. I finally made up my mind on what to do. Even though it was glaring from the beginning. I kept telling myself I could play on both sides. It happens that I have been fooling myself. Laying next to Fiona and our son, it dawned on me that I wanted to spend the rest of my days with them. Show them off to the world as much as I desire. I can not do any of it if I don’t come out clean to Freya. Ever since Fiona’s arrival at the palace, I have not paid her much attention. We haven’t been intimate as mates for months. That alone tells a lot of things. I care very much about Freya. Which is why I feel guilty lying to her face. I have no idea how she is going to take this. But I can’t keep hiding away from the truth. Dion huffed and puffed as we kept running through the woods. To gather enough courage, I had come to the woods to clear my head. It would help me get through to the queen. “We should head back n

Author’s POVCallum had a distasteful expression on his face as he stared blankly at Freya. He knew she would return. Someone as indecisive as her would always find her way back. Crossing his arms, he fluttered his lashes. “Why are you here, Freya?” He asked in a cold tone. Freya scratched the back of her neck as she tried to come up with the best excuse. She had thought of her lines all through the day before sneaking out of the palace to see him. Yet the words escape her. “I am sorry for how I had reacted the other day. I wasn’t thinking straight. You have been the one looking out for me since all of this began. I just got ahead of myself for no reason. Let’s continue with our plan. Ronan and his childbearer have to die. And we would rule over the Mastorian Kingdom.” Her eyes looked dreamy as she spoke. He hissed. “How old do you think I am Freya? Do I look like a child to you? You were standing right there a few days ago and telling me how much you regret joining hands with me.

Ronan’s POV I was torn between reassuring Freya and running after Timon. But she made it easy by walking away. I followed Timon hoping to have a discussion with her later. I couldn’t get to ask Timon who the guest was. As we entered the study, my heart leaped at the sight of my cousin, Dawn. “Dawn? What are you doing here?” I inquired moving close to her while Timon maintained his position by the door. Dawn had tears in her eyes as she rushed towards me, wrapping her arms around my waist tightly. I hugged her, feeling all the emotions over again. Everything about her boils back to Aunt Celine. They practically smell the same and talk the same. Anyone who isn’t close to the family will never know Aunt Celine didn’t birth to the girl herself. “Does your father know you are here?” I asked after we sat down to talk. She shook her head. “He must not know, please. It took me a lot of time to find Lord Timon. He was the only one that I trusted would bring me to you. Mother always said h

Ronan’s POV “Do you not have something to say? Where are you coming from, Fiona? And why did you carry my child with you?” I questioned at the top of my voice. My world felt like it would explode when I entered the house and I could not find either Fiona or Isla. Nothing was out of place in the house but that didn’t stop the scary imaginations from roaming my head. What if they had been taken away by those after me? Questions like that and many more filled my head. I was just mind-linking Timon to explain my predicament to him when the two of them walked in. From Isla’s action I can tell that she had no other choice but to give in to Fiona’s demand. Seeing Louis in her arms sleeping peacefully, made my racing heart relax. Isla hid behind Fiona, “I am sorry, Your Highness. I shouldn’t have let her leave the house.” “Excuse us, Isla,” I mumbled. Fiona glanced up at me when Isla left. “I wasn’t expecting you to come around today. The village is safe you don’t have to worry about an