Author’s POVThe room felt stiff and nothing interested Freya. Her mind is everywhere and having to visit her family who are all about themselves stresses her out the most. She blames Ronan for making his latest decision without thinking of the possible effects. Her brother, Levi, is one of the most self-centered people she has ever encountered. It didn’t come as a surprise to her since their father was that way. They were the most delighted about her marriage to the Alpha King. If she wasn’t mated to Ronan, her fate was in their hands. They were already making plans to marry off to someone well-to-do. Freya’s wolf is always restless in her brother’s presence. He seems to have a mind full of selfish desires and nothing more. At least their father randomly worries about her. She has been avoiding him for some time now. However, with Ronan’s decision to end their corrupt earnings. Trouble has been stirred. Levi growled loudly halting her thoughts. “When do you intend to be ever usef
Fiona’s POVI stirred from my sleep feeling light as a feather. Sitting up gently, I yawn. It seems like I have been sleeping for a long while, I didn’t even know when I slept off. Isla came in holding up a bright smile with a bowl of steaming stew. I can tell it is beef stew causing me to gulp hungrily. She handed me a cup of water, before putting the tray down in front of me. “Did you know I was awake?” I asked after I took a long sip. She sat on the edge of the bed smiling at me. “Not at all. But I had the intention to wake you up. How is the soup?” “It tastes so good!” I mumbled smacking my lips in satisfaction. “The Luna Queen has a really soft spot for you. She came here to check on you and found you asleep. She had left before but came back to instruct me to make a special beef stew recipe for you.” I blushed lightly. “I considered myself lucky.”“Yes, you are. It is sort of rare to see people care for their child-bearers; they are only concerned about the child and nothin
Fiona’s POVAs tired as my body was, I still couldn’t sleep. My mind kept roaming and I couldn’t get Isla’s story out of my head. Our situation might not be exactly alike, but there is a chance I might end up with the same fate. What would I do with myself? I can always get a job, but how about the emotional trauma that would come with it?It is already hard for me to accept the truth of never seeing my child again. I curled up against myself feeling my belly churn in discomfort. I can’t deny that a part of me melts at the thought of king Ronan. I want to stop the mushy feelings from coming. But I can’t, not when he is being so caring towards me. At first when i had told him about the pregnancy, I thought he hated me with the way he responded. It turns out that wasn’t the case. Whatever it is right now, I would end up heartbroken if i don’t put an actual distance between us. My heart ached at the decision. King Ronan makes being locked up here more adaptable. Pushing him away will ad
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
Author’s POVFreya kept turning on the bed nonstop she seemed to have a lot on her mind. She knew what she saw last night and couldn’t possibly be overthinking it. It would have been best to turn down her intuition if there hadn’t been some kind of lie involved. Raising half of her body she noticed Ronan moving around the room discreetly. She got tempted to ask him where he was headed so early in the morning. But she remained quiet letting him be by pretending to sleep. He left after kissing her on the forehead. Because she didn’t get to sleep much during the night, the sleep eventually kicked in causing her to wake up later in the morning. Freya let out a loud yawn as she sat up glancing around the room like she couldn’t tell where she was. As soon as she got a grip on herself. The maids helped her get dressed and the first place she went before attending to her everyday duty was Fiona’s place. Glancing around to ensure no one was coming behind her, she went inside and had a shock
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
Ronan’s POVFiona’s words kept ringing in my ears. It made me feel bad that I had been negligent of Freya's feelings. Maybe I did know and I wasn’t just paying attention to it. My body felt tired as I dragged it to the room. She was curled up on the couch reading as always. Taking in a deep breath. I approached her from behind massaging her shoulders. She shrugged me off. I repeated it again and this time she didn’t hesitate to smack my hand with the book in her hand. I huffed in frustration and sat in front of her with my hands clasped together. I observed her closely for a few seconds, she looked sleepy. It’s obvious she didn’t go to bed because she was waiting up for me. She can be a big baby sometimes. “Honey, do you plan on not talking to me?” I asked despite knowing the answer she would give. Freya shot a distasteful glare at me. “It appears you have a new favorite. You should return to her.” I felt the intense urge to growl. But I kept myself together. “Is this still about
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