Freya’s P.O.V Peeking through the kitchen window, I took a glance at the quadruplets who ran around with bubbles floating around them, their laughter echoing in the yard. The gardener watered the flowers, a soft grin spreading across his face as he playfully popped a drifting bubble. Amusement lingered in his expression for a moment before he refocused on the task at hand. Their joy was contagious, and I couldn't help but be glad that they didn't fight today. Because they got into fights every minute. Sliding back to my chair, I scrolled through my phone, trying to select the perfect gift since Elsie’s birthday was coming up in the next three days. However, I couldn't focus because of the burning gaze of Hannah whose eyes singed my cheeks. I heaved an exasperated sigh, placing my phone on the table while she pursed her lips slightly and hung her head low. “What is it, Hannah?” “I am sorry” her voice was barely above a whisper. “You took me as a family even though I am
Freya’s P.O.V A bright smile formed on my face, glancing at the clock that ticked slowly before turning and shooting a wink at Hannah who stood behind the counter. “I have a good feeling about today, Hannah?” I almost squealed in excitement. She now sat weakly on the wooden chair behind the counter, her shoulders slumping as she heaved an exasperated sigh while shifting her gaze back to what she was recording. “I don’t have a good feeling about today” Her tone was void of life and energy. I chuckled, stalking towards the counter before leaning forward. “But you looked forward to me hiring a part-timer. Aren’t you excited anymore?” “The workload today is already stressing me out. Can the part-timer start working today?” “That would be tomorrow and good news, I spoke to Alexandro and Elsie about it, and they suggested that hiring two more people would be okay and…” Before I could complete my words, the door swung open, and I turned, almost yelling. “We are closed for now…
Thorne’s P.O.V How in the world didn’t I check the business card? For the days that the business card was in my possession, I was oblivious to the fact that the business card was that of Fefe’s Sweet Corner Bakery. For a weird reason that I couldn’t place, a smile spread through my face. I was so confident that this wasn’t a coincidence at all. This was nothing but fate. However, the excitement that surged inside of me was soon cut out by Enzo’s words that filled my ears. I raised my head, shooting him a glare, while he tensed before he forced out a smile. “Did I interrupt something?” He said awkwardly. I raised a brow. “What sort of question is that?” “Well, you have been staring at that with this excitement on your face…” His words trailed while he glanced at his wristwatch. “And you have been staring at the business card for ten minutes now” “With the way you have been staring at the card, one would think that you would be reconnecting with your love there” My eyes
Thorne’s P.O.V The sound of a car screeching to a halt filled my ears, breaking through my train of thoughts on how to deal with the disrespectful woman who had called me a pedophile. Hannah handed over the bag containing bagels to Enzo while I turned, hoping that it was the boss who was here. However, it was a black supercar and my heart sank down my stomach in disappointment. I hoped that it was her so that I could confront her but since it wasn't her car, I was about to turn away when my heart turned cold in my chest and I froze. A man dressed in white pleated pants and a white t-shirt with a scarf hanging loosely around his neck came out of the car. He removed his sunglasses, running his hands through his hair while I stared at him with my mouth parted slightly in shock. Because what was this? How was this even real? Maybe I was starting to have an issue with my eyesight because there was in no way that this man was the one standing next to the car. He locked his ca
Freya’s P.O.V A giddy rush coursed through me as I reached for the black coat hanging from the rack. Just as I pulled the coat from the rack, my phone buzzed in my other hand and I set the coat back. It was Alexandro who was calling. A smile crossed my face at that moment, swiping through my screen before pressing the phone to my ears. “Hello, Alexandro…” The smile on my face faltered when the urgency and fear laced in his voice took me aback because what in the world was going on? Did something bad happen to him? “Where are you? I need you to remain wherever you are, and I don't want you coming to the bakery” He rushed while I raised a brow in confusion, running my hands through my hair. “Can you calm down and talk to me, and shouldn't you have left already? You told me that you would be leaving soon…is there anything wrong? Did something bad happen at the bakery or is this one of your pranks again?” With that same urgency in his voice, he responded. “Freya, you wou
Freya’s P.O.V Since that day, Alexandro had stopped talking to me and as if that weren’t worse, he had asked Hannah not to say a word to me and no matter how much I tried to get her to spill what had happened outside the bakery, the mission was nearly impossible. The security cameras contained no footage from the bakery during the time he had called me, which strongly suggested he had deleted the recordings. What could have happened that day? Why did he want me to move? Knowing the type of person Alexandro was, he wasn’t the type to be easily shaken by fear but that day, his voice trembled with fear and it seemed more like he was on the verge of panicking. Something was not adding up. However, I cleared my throat, quashing the thoughts that flooded through my mind before it could overwhelm me. I shouldn’t think about Alexandro and his shenanigans, I should focus on the real reason why I was here. The rivulets of rain beating hard against the roof of the umbrella fill
Thorne’s P.O.V For a second, I thought that I was tripping. It felt like those many cruel scenarios where everyone that I saw around me felt like Freya. It felt like my mind was playing tricks with me, but no! This time it was different. This time, I locked eyes with the same woman who almost made me lose my sanity after all plans to find her became futile. The same woman who made me become a version of myself because I couldn't find her. The only woman that my heart beats for. My mate, Freya. “Freya…” My voice was barely above a whisper, my eyes not leaving here and at the same time, confusion swamped my mind or was it one of those daydreams about her that held me in a chokehold? Something stirred within me. It was like a heat that escalated into a flame, threatening to consume me whole. My wolf stirred, but at the same time, something that had been buried deep inside of me, something more dangerous and far more primal awakened. “Freya…” I called out to her again
Thorne’s P.O.V Raze was on a mission to kill, destroy, and take what was his—Forcefully and mercilessly—and thankfully, I had ended up gaining control back of myself. I darted my eyes to Freya, whose chest fell and rose steadily as a tendril of hair fell across her face. Standing outside the door, the only sound that drummed in my heart was that of my heart beating in my chest. It felt so surreal. It felt like it was one of those many dreams where she was always cradled in my arms. But the difference now was that this wasn’t a dream. This was real. I had found her. Apart from the fact that she felt light in my arms, nothing much had changed about her appearance. Her hair color was now obsidian black and the more my eyes lingered on her face, the more my mind reeled with different questions that I was dying to ask her. What had happened that night at the dinner? How did she find herself in this world? How had she been living peacefully without me and most importantly
Epilogue Freya’s P.O.VI propped my jaw in my palm, staring at the screen while Ariel cried her eyes out. “Can you please get me out of here? I am sorry for everything that I have done to you. I know we aren't sisters anymore…”I cut in, correcting her. “We were never sisters”She wiped off her tears. “I can’t stay here, how could you sell someone to slavery in this age and time”I took a sip of my wine. “You should have thought twice before you sold me into slavery. How did you get my number?”Moisture gathered in her eyes and she burst into tears. “That doesn't matter, you can't do this to me. Have mercy on me. How can you sleep at night knowing that your one and only sister is suffering”“I am being mistreated here. Haven't you punished me enough? It has been two years”Ever since the Lycan King and all the other enemies got taken out, a lot of things changed. Power returned to the Anoris— with Enzo leading them just like he had always wanted. My stepmom ended up committing suici
Thorne’s P.O.VI snapped my fingers and a rush of liquid was emptied on Rory or whatever his real name was. He jerked awake immediately, gasping as he was drenched by the liquid. His eyes turned red immediately, then all of a sudden, he froze as fear replaced the rage in his eyes. His lower lip wobbled. “W-What is this? This…this…this…isn't water…” He stammered. Folding my hands behind me, my lips lifted in a smirk as I bobbed my head. “Yes, it isn't water…” I leaned forward, taking the full weight of his gaze. “It’s fuel”His mouth dropped, and he jerked at the chain that bound his wrists, screaming for help. “No, you can't do this to me”I leaned back, a smile creeping at the corner of my mouth. “You loved playing with fire and I have been the one to bear the brunt of it so many times. However, this time, you will be the one to burn”An animalistic growl left his mouth as he struggled to break the chains that bound his wrists. “You can't be serious”I smirked, removing the lighter
Thorne’s P.O.V“Now!” His words resounded through my head, his eyes piercing deep into mine.Beneath the mask, my eyes darkened, and on exchanging fleeting glances with Nigel, I could see the frustration in his eyes. Now I knew why he told me to use a contact lens— It was because I had such an intense stare that always left a dark and lasting impression on people. Nigel spoke immediately. “What is the issue? They are my men and if there is any of them who makes you feel uneasy, I would have them leave now”I could see the fear that slithered through Freya’s eyes. The fear of everything going wrong. But that wouldn't happen because tonight no one would be spared. Rhys rose to his feet and I could see the confusion in his eyes as he moved away from the chair. “There isn't a reason anyone should be wearing masks. I would remove them…”With every step that he took towards me, my clenched fists tightened and anger pulsed through my veins. This time, I stared at him in the eye and that
Thorne’s P.O.VStaring at the message that Freya had sent a few hours ago, it all made sense now. Why he hated her so much. Why he would never hesitate to harm her and the quadruplets. Why would he pick his stepdaughter over her all the time.It was because she wasn't his daughter. I could see the dark cloud that rolled through Enzo’s eyes as he tossed the picture of the Lycan King into the fire. His eyes lingered on the picture that burned slowly and he muttered. “It is about time…” His eyes met mine and a smile that faltered spread through his face. I inched closer to Enzo and placed a hand on his shoulder. “Yes” I offered him a small smile, and he took me aback when he pulled me into a hug and sobbed on my shoulders. It was weird. He wasn't the type to have emotional outbursts like this. But knowing the things that he had been through, the trauma that he had carried, and all the burden that lay on his shoulders, I had no option but to pat him on the back as different emotions
FreyaI laughed. Not because she was funny or anything. It was because of how absurd she sounded. Maybe it was because she was getting old. Perhaps, dementia?I tried to change the topic. “We should go back inside. Nigel would be searching for me and I promise you that I would be back to drop flowers just before…”She cut in, staring at the grave. “You do know that your father, the Lycan King, real name is Rory right?”I shook my head. “No, please let’s go inside”“Rory and Myles were friends, not best friends though. Things were going well between the two young friends until they fell in love with the same woman. However, Rory liked her first but Myles was quick to confess his feelings to her, and the beautiful thing, they were both mates”My brows knitted together in confusion and it made me wonder what she was talking about. She hated watching movies so could chances be that she was narrating a movie to me. “Is this what you do every year? Telling her about movie plots and stuf
Freya’s P.O.VAnger crawled up my spine and I stared at Ariel with eyes devoid of any emotion. Just the sight of her opened up memories—the horrible ones, the tainted ones, and most importantly, the traumatic ones. “You are supposed to be in the dungeon?”She tucked a loose strand of hair behind her ear and stepped forward, almost closing the space between us. Ariel clicked her tongue in her mouth. “Are you slow? Are you even supposed to be here? I don't like you or anything but do you honestly think that my dad has good plans for you?”She tilted her head to the side. “You are still gullible…” She heaved a sigh and took a step back. “I wasn't locked in any dungeon of any sort. I have been living a good life and…” She stretched her fingers towards me. My gaze landed on the shimmering diamond stone around her fingers. “I just got engaged two days ago. Since you have decided to leave your family and return to this hell-hole, maybe you deserve everything about to happen to you”“Anyway
Thorne’s P.O.VMy heart raced and with every passing second, the only sound that could be heard was that of my blood thrumming in my ears. Panic bled through my veins and I glanced over at Reginald with so much rage burning inside of me. I had nine minutes left. Nine minutes to save everyone’s life and the school was just an hour away. Fuck!I ran a hand through my hair frustratedly, and maybe it was because of the fear that gnawed at me or something else, but I couldn’t think. I knew that I needed to save the quadruplets and all the other kids at school but no solution crossed my mind. I stumbled back, my trembling fingers curling around my clothes. “Since today is the 9th of March, shouldn’t you be coming up with a solution and…” Before he could complete his words, I reached for the iron rod against the wall and swung it at him. It hit him directly on the head and he passed out. I needed to come up with a solution.My gaze landed on my wristwatch. It was now 12:53 pm. I had ju
Freya’s P.O.VVleyr and his two sons were captured just before the end of the festival, and it turned out that Julie’s siblings were never even adopted in the first place like she had thought. Instead, they had been sold to slavery from the very beginning. It was just despicable that he could do that to her. She had returned to New York and Thorne was doing everything in his power to ensure that he got her siblings out of slavery. But that wasn’t the issue right now, the issue was why Nigel kept mentioning my name in the plan that he had just shared with Thorne. Confusion swirled in my mind and I darted my eyes to Thorne, who gave me a nod of approval. What was that supposed to mean?I shook my head, running my hands through my hair, frustratedly. “No, this doesn’t make any sense. Why do I have to face my father? Why do I have to go with Nigel?” A small smile played on Nigel’s mouth. “No harm would come upon you…”Thorne cut in. “Since Enzo and I are going into the meeting in dis
Thorne’s P.O.VI honestly never believed that Nigel was going to honor my invitation because things turned out chaotic the last time we met. Before I could apologize for the accusations and sympathize with him for all the things that he went through because of Celeste, things had taken a dark turn. And here he was with a smile on his face. He came with gifts and introduced me to his daughter who was just a split image of himself and despite everything, things still felt awkward between us. Maybe it was my guilt or was it because I genuinely felt bad for him?As I downed my wine, I forced out a smile that didn’t reach my eyes, searching around for Freya. Where was she? She was by my side a few minutes ago, so how did she just disappear?Nigel’s voice broke the awkward silence that stretched between us as I fixed my eyes on him. “The Lycan King and his allies will be meeting in the next two days according to the information that I got. However, there are rumors that they are planning