Betrothed To My Ex-Mate

FREYA'S POV"Urgh!" I gasped for air, my eyes bulging, the veins at the side of my head popping out.That familiar sharp pain coursed through my body, and the adrenaline shot up to my head with so much force that my knees couldn't take it anymore.They buckled, connecting with the cold floor, and my vision began to blur, but I kept blinking my eyes."Freya!" I heard the scream and the steps thudding against the floor as my head bashed against the floor, tears still spilling from my eyes.The world around me began to fade, and I could feel the dampness slowly slipping out from my legs.The scent of blood hung thick in the air. It carried a sharp, metallic edge—like iron left out in the rain.It sunk into the fabric of my dress, saturating the atmosphere like a warning."No, I can't lose my baby," I chanted like a prayer inside my head.The heaviness dragged me under, like I was drowning in a sea, and my eyelids fluttered closed.But then, in that moment, I felt a hand yanking me upward

FREYA'S POVFive Years Later"Welcome back, Princess Freya." The voice of the servants echoed inside my head, and I straightened my shoulders.The servants all lined up with their heads tilted toward the floor.I stopped in my tracks, letting myself drown in my new reality.How long has it been? Five years since I left the East End pack and moved into my new identity… Princess Freya Herondale of the Celestial Wolf Clan.Taking off my dark sunglasses, I let out a sigh, adjusting my black tailored suit that clung to my figure before I tossed the glasses to one of my betas who stood beside me."It's good to be back," I whispered under my breath with a sly smirk.My beta gestured toward the entrance, and I gave a curt nod, marching toward the door. My heels clicked against the floor, oozing power and authority.Our family had been living in Hyperion Heights for centuries, which was the home of all supernaturals—wolves, witches, and even vampires."Mommy, you're back!" my son Asher cheered