Author’s POVFreya moved cautiously with her eyes darting back and forth as she neared the house. She didn’t have the expected news Callum would hope for. But then she has other things on her sleeve planned out with the hope of getting him engrossed with her. Making her way through the secret door. She hurriedly shut it and went to his room. Like she feared someone might be behind her.Callum stretched out from the bed, rubbing his face at the sound of the door opening. He managed to sit up at the sight of Freya.“Freya, what are you doing here?” He asked coarsened tone. “It is barely morning.”She wiggled out of the dress she had on quickly leaving her naked. Within a second she was straddling the older man on the bed.“I know.” She let out in a shaky tone, kissing him hungrily.Callum held her back. “What is the matter? Why are you all over me?”“I…I want you so bad. I am on my heart and you know you are the only one who has access to my body. Please.” Freya begged.His nose turned

Ronan’s POVMy thoughts kept clashing against one another as we rode back to the palace. Different people have mentioned the same thing as regards what Elder Callum is capable of. And I feel the strong urge to confront him.“You can’t do that,” Dion said.I scoffed. “This is exactly the problem. I keep being told that I can’t do this or that. It is why there is a killer on the run probably making fun of me.”“Have you stopped to think about the fact that your aunt was not the only one that got killed? If your uncle needed to settle scores with his wife, he would have trailed her to the safe house instead of having so much blood on his hands. And how will an old wolf like him take down skilled warriors?”I thought about Dion’s words for a moment. He is right. As much as my uncle must have been considered a strong fighter in his days. One can’t say that much about him now. The guards would have countered him easily if that was the case.However, that still does not change the fact that

Fiona’s POVI laughed lightly at a joke Dawn made while she tried to pacify Louis. He can be such a mess when he chooses to be. Crying out his lungs and not concerning himself with what others might be feeling. Still, no matter how fussy he gets. Dawn is always ready to carry him in her arms. It's like a joyous feeling for her.“Shhh, I think he is sleeping.” She said while trying to check if was really asleep.Isla walked into the room with a bowl it fruit in hand. She dropped it next to me before checking Louis. “He is asleep.” She affirmed.“That was quick,” I mumbled.“I will take him to his room,” Dawn said amidst a yawn. “I think I would retire for the night too.”“Alright. Have a good night's rest.” I waved at them as Isla followed too.Letting out a long breath of relief, I leaned into the bed frame chewing on my fruit quietly. My thoughts are preoccupied with Ronan’s state. He sent a letter that Dawn must be well protected and never let out of my sight. It made me wonder what

Ronan’s POVA familiar but fading scent wafted through my nose. I shifted feeling a tender weight on my chest while the morning sun taunted my eyes. I finally opened them to see Freya next to me. Lifting her off me gently, I got off the bed putting my clothes back on.Last night was a rollercoaster of emotions. I couldn’t hold myself back from breaking down. It's been an overwhelming couple of days for me and I have mostly kept to myself. Being back in Freya’s arms after a long while does feel like home. And sincerely, I didn’t stop to think about Fiona. Even though guilt did get a light grip on me. She is still my mate and wife under every law guiding our world.I placed a kiss on her forehead and left the room. Only to be met in the hallway by Timon. Timon as always didn’t bother to hide his surprise. He glanced behind me and attempted to open his mouth to speak.“Not here!” I warned heading to my chamber.He obeyed and followed stealthily. As soon as the door was shut behind us. He

Fiona’s POV“Why are you out here?” Isla asked, sitting next to me by the house porch.I shrugged, staring into the sunset. “Do you know how long it has been since the king came here?” I asked her.She cleared her throat and shifted slightly. “He might be busy. You know how much goes on at the palace.”Her words do sound convincing but not reliable enough.“I know Ronan. Or maybe I think I know him. He would still visit even if it is just once a week. But now he hasn’t even come around in over five weeks. Whenever I mind linking him, he is either nonresponding or giving excuses for not showing up.”“I don’t think it is intentional. Trust that he will get back to you.”As if on cue the gates opened letting in Ronan in his wolf form walking towards us majestically. Isla and I bowed to him while he made his way inside to get dressed.“I told you he would come by.” Isla giggled nudging me on the side.I rolled my eyes at her and went in to meet Ronan. He was changing into one of his cloth