The chief minister's desire for the royal file came to an end when Freya vowed to expose him if he asked for it again. He regretted ever allying with a stranger for the sake of the file, and he did not want Luna to lose faith in him. It has been five days, and the most exciting news for Freya is that Arthur is now awake. Although she is still concerned about what she will do with the file, and Flarry constantly reminds her that her time in the palace is ended, she admires the fact that he suffered and survived it. Luna rudely barged into her room and stripped her nude as she was getting ready to go for a walk about the palace with Arthur, as he had requested. She examined her nude body closely. She became angry and questioned Luna, "What is all this drama for? You would not harm Elora in this way, I am sure of it, and…." “And what again? Are you not tired of this already?” Luna shot back. She licked her lips. She could not understand what Luna was saying. “I had made plans for
Luna gave the Minister of War instructions, and an hour later, he showed up at the palace. They started organizing things when he warmed up to her. "When hunting with a gun and an arrow, which is simpler to trick?" Luna asked him. He rolled his eyes. "I believe an arrow, rather than a bullet, is preferable to deceive with." Luna handed him a large sum of money. "I would like you to create a hunting game between the Alpha King, his Mistress, and the playing Luna, and it will go like this." She handed him a piece of paper that she had pulled out. "This is Fletcher's address; please go to him and let him create their own arrows with various designs. A couple of Freya's belongings should be stolen and delivered to the assassin, and it should carry their name. The Minister gave a nod. “What are you planning this time?” his brows arched. "To call her a traitor..." she said with a sinister grin. "One of them should go to prison, but the others should all return with enormous animals." “
Once they arrived back at the palace, Freya was pulled into the hall and made to kneel. She glanced at the ministers' features before turning to meet Arthur, whose eyes were already fixed on her. She saw his expression, which was one of astonishment and disappointment, indicating that he did not think she had not done it. With an evil smirk on his face, the Chief Minister approached her. "You tried murder on the King countless times and got away with it, but there is no reason for you to claim innocence this time." He grinned at her again before turning to face the King. "And this time, the Alpha King will not have any incentive to support you either." Freya bit her lower lips. "It can not end like this. I can not let all of my plans fall through. I should have killed them earlier, instead of waiting around," she let out a deep sigh. She was having a hard time coming up with an idea since her heart was so heavy. "How did they plan all of this? Why didn't I learn that they removed my
An attack occurred on Arthur three days after Freya was placed in the cell. While surveying the palace and attempting to compose himself, an arrow grazed his chin and went through the side of his face. His mouth hanging open, he felt his chin, finding a small amount of blood, and dabbed it with his handkerchief. He turned to his left, and as he did so, he picked up the arrow that had been shot at him on the ground. Reading what was written there, his brows tightened, and he remembered that same day when Freya had lost two of her arrows. "She is not the culprit!" His hand balled up. He looked up to see Flarry on the rooftop, this time pointing a rifle at him. “That assassin again?” he shook his head. He turned around and started walking toward the rooftop, saying, "This is not his mask; he must be the one that battled me that day." Being an experienced Alpha, he had no trouble reaching the rooftop, and when he did, he spotted nobody. "He flew, I wonder when I will be able to get ho
She admired the width and exquisite artwork decorating the main gate of the palace as she stood in front of it. She scoffs as she moves closer to the fence, hoping to avoid drawing attention from the guards, and then she leaps inside the palace compound. Seventeen years have passed since she left this mansion. A day that is constantly a nightmare and one she will never forget. That day, she lost her parents at the hands of the pack's ruling family. Freya is the Alpha Princess whose parents were murdered seventeen years ago. She is the little girl who ran for her life after witnessing her parents die. She ran into the woods, having nowhere else to go, and ended up as a rogue. Freya has been living as a secret assassin for seventeen years, carrying out missions for people just so she can survive, and she has promised to avenge her parents' deaths at any time so she can reclaim her throne. She is now on a mission to eliminate the Alpha King of the Oasis Pack. Alpha Arthur is the son o
Councils of all ranks, from high to low, crowded the hall. They had been convened by the Alpha because he needed to inform them about his acting Luna, and his parents would be notified as well. Freya followed the King as he entered. The voices from Flarry's warning replayed themselves in her head as she went alongside him. "Are you sure becoming the acting Luna of the man you want murdered is the right course of action? Do you believe everything will turn out the way you had intended?” She tried pushing it out of her by pushing her head, but it persisted. “Remember that we share a goal and that you are mine, Freya. I will not spare any of you if you ever fall in love with him.” Having finally let those words go, she wiped her face. "Flarry, I refuse to fall for him. I will never fall in love with my enemy. This is my one chance to do the task you assigned me and exact my retribution.” She answered that way, and she meant it. She despises this man more than words can express, yet i
Her eyes glowed as she glanced at Arthur. She was not sure if it was sympathy, rage, hate, or anguish for him. She closed her eyes to push the memory of his mother smacking him from her mind. "Are you alright?" With a nod, she responded to his question. "The next room is yours, so make yourself at home, and do not ever catch me off guard again, for I will not take your side for anything." He stated in her hearing. She licked her lips. "If I can't, what does that imply..." "I do not love you and do not intend to do so." He raised his head. She could sense the sorrow in those eyes, which made her wonder how long he had endured such humiliation at the hands of his parents. The fact that his father made no move indicates that he either supports it or that his mother is more strong than him. "I never wanted Luna, Freya, but I am doing this to have an heir to the throne. And because we met and you gave it voluntarily, I will make sure you are the mother of my kid." He approached his bed
Freya stood by the window, gazing out at the pitch-blackness that enveloped the entire area. She cast a quick glance at the closet, which had all of the clothing that Alpha had instructed the maids to bring for her. "I should acquire that file; it will not pass tonight." Shutting the curtain, she considered. A voice spoke to her at that moment. “Flarry!” She said, smiling subtly. "What strategy do you have? I want that jerk dead.” Through a mind connection, Flarry said to her. She let out a gasp. "Leave everything to me; I want him dead more than you do. I can not just kill him off so quickly; he need to endure the agony I did for all these years and then beg to die in my arms. Simply watch and see." She gave him her word. She is the greatest assassin Flarry has ever taught, therefore he trusts her. "Just make sure that nobody finds out who you are." "That is a vow!" She instantly disconnected the mind link and walked to the bed. She had left the palace in the evening on Alpha's or