All Chapters of His Destined Luna: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

Ronan’s POV My legs wobbled battling against each other as I walked feeling lost. I still can’t tell what is going on. Fiona looked too livid. I tried to reminisce on the last time we were together if i did anything wrong or said something I shouldn’t have. I ruffled my hair, feeling stressed. “Why are you so bothered? Fiona is practically insignificant to a person of your status. Why would you allow her speak to you in that manner?” Dion sounded angry. Fiona was quite rude and Dion doesn’t take things like that lightly. I am supposed to be angered by her words. Instead i am worried about what might be happening to her.Dion growled. “When did you become so nice? She has to be punished or at least made to regret her actions.” Seeing he isn’t thinking in the same direction as me. I decided to shut him out. I didn’t even realize i had bumped into Timon. “Why are you so lost?” He asked in a worried tone. “Do you have some time to spare?” “Yes, i was intending to meet with you.” As

Fiona’s POVCeline is an absolute delight. She made me feel so comfortable that it felt like I had known her for ages. I never got the chance to get close with my biological mother the only woman that stands in that figure partially is Inna. Or so I like to believe. I struggled out of the bed feeling my legs cramped. Pregnancy is a different sensation on its own. It decides the mood one wakes up with every now and then. I looked out the window to see that it was late into the night. I remember telling Celine that I wanted to take a nap as she was about to leave. But it appears I slept longer than I planned. Silence enveloped the entire space. Isla must have gone out to play with the other maids. I envy how much she gets to move around at will. The more days I spend in here the more desperate I am for everything to come to an end. Making my way towards the back door. I sat by the porch staring blankly at the closed-up garden. I would love to run but I can’t without seeking permission

Author’s POV“You are too kind, Aunt Celine. You have been so good to me that I feel undeserving of your kindness.” Fiona mumbled, holding up a smile. Celine laughed lightly sitting next to her. “Someone in your condition needs all the help that can be given. Moreover, I enjoy being here. It helps take my mind off so much.” “I am more grateful for your presence. Isla is delighted too. It has been quite a task settling into this space. I have never been so enclosed in my entire life.” “It must be hard.” She mumbled in a distant tone like she could feel the exact emotions troubling Fiona. Celine could tell from the look in Fiona’s eyes that she was heartbroken, which had nothing to do with her being by herself. Her heart ached for you young girl whose life is barely starting out and already entangled in a disheartening situation like this. “Have you thought of what you might do after birthing the child?” Celine asked. Fiona had a forlorn look on her face as she rubbed absentminded

Author’s POV An intense gasp escaped Freya’s lips and almost had her breath hitched. She blinked rapidly as Callum’s words registered in her head. She wanted to believe she might be hearing wrongly. However, the look on his face was more than enough to tell he wasn't joking. Freya took a step back away from him. “I don’t think you know what you are saying, Elder Callum. Ronan is your blood and you have been his only guardian since the death of his parent. Why are you saying this scary thing all of a sudden?” Callum scoffed, “I am not one to be confused about how I feel. I have been watching you and I know you can be more than all of this. I want the throne and I am not going to stop until I get it.” She furrowed her brows looking defensive. “I think I have heard enough of all this nonsense. I am going to tell Ronan about this and trust me when I say you might not be spending the night at your house today. The dungeon appears to be beckoning to you.” “Oh, please. Save your overly

Ronan’s POV My head spinned and it felt like my soul kept moving out of my body. It only means that my anger has gotten to its peak. If Freya is in on her brother's plan it might be the reason she was quick to suggest we get involved with someone else to get a child. Levi must have told her to do so. I am shocked that after everything we have been through. She chose this path to ruin us. I opened the door to her chambers rudely. “Get out all of you!” I ordered the maids with her. Freya had a confused look on her face. “What is it, my love?” I flung the handkerchief at her. “Explain this.” Recognition dawned in her eyes as she stared at the handkerchief. “How did you get this?” “You tell me. It was found around the forest where Fiona found me. How do you explain it?” She squinted her eyes. “What are you driving at?” “I am putting it to you that your brother knows about what happened to me.” “Have you lost your mind, Ronan? Why would Levi do anything to you? And why would you e