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
Freya’s P.O.V My half-lidded eyes managed to catch sight of the crystal chandeliers that hung from the lofty ceilings and at that moment, I felt a sharp pain in my head. A groan escaped my mouth, raw and hoarse while I placed a finger on my temple, feeling the way it pulsed. I didn’t know if it was minutes that passed, but I remained in that position on the bed when an image flashed through my mind. The image of a big werewolf towering over me, staring deep into my eyes with this murderous glint as the clawed fingers wrapped around my waist. That was the man whom I had been running from. Thorne Frost! My eyes flew open, and I sat upright immediately in this flurry of panic as my chest heaved up and down. I swiveled my gaze around the entire room and the more the memories flooded through my mind, the more the reality hit me that I had been captured by the same man that I had been running from. The man whose goal was to kill me as soon as he set eyes on me last night. His
Thorne’s P.O.V The fear, doubt, and uncertainty in her eyes shattered me into pieces. She blinked her eyes, fiddling with her fingers as she tried so hard to not make eye contact with me. I wanted her to look at me with that same boldness in her eyes like before. Freya swallowed, relief flooding through me when her eyes fluttered, and she glanced up at me. But that single gesture from her was so fleeting because in the next second, her lips wobbled and she shook her head. “How can you call me your woman? Are you trying to put me in that same situation as you did with Celeste and me…” “You are married for crying out loud, Thorne. Isn't it time to finally reject me? If you are not going to kill me, at least let me go for my peace of mind and sanity” Her shoulders tensed as tears welled in her eyes and her words threw me into confusion for a second. What was she talking about? What did she mean by me being married? Where was that even coming from? “Married?” She no
Freya’s P.O.V I swallowed down the heavy lump that lodged beneath my throat, gripping my knees tightly as his words resounded through my head. ‘You can’t escape me’ Those words sent a shiver down my spine. My eyes darted against my will to his strong arms that gripped the steering wheel tightly and when my gaze landed on the veins at the back of his hands that stood out, a weird heat surged at the pit of my stomach and something slick drifted down my thighs. I blinked my eyes away from his hands, clenching my thighs while staring out the window to clear my head. It was odd that I felt these explosive feelings within me after so many years. I knew that the mating bond was still there but why now? When I turned away, I could feel his eyes on me, and maybe I was just overthinking things because that had to be it. At that moment, my mind drifted back to Alexandro and no matter how much I tried to wrap my head around things, I couldn't understand why Alexandro would do that to
Freya’s P.O.V Panic bled through my veins and fear clawed at the back of my neck like icy fingers. For a second, I had trouble processing his words but when I glanced behind me and noticed that Emma and Ivy weren't there, that was when the reality of the situation that I was in dawned on me. Alexandro had taken them. This was kidnap! I was weakened to my knees so badly that I had no option but to drop Ethan to the ground. At that moment, Hannah and Elsie rushed towards me. Before I could fall, Hannah’s fingers wrapped around my arms as panic laced in her voice. “What happened to you?” She toned down her voice. “That was the same man that came here the other day. He was the one who punched Alexandro in the face and he is the man who gave Iris and Isaac that huge amount of money… the one you called a pedo…” Despite the emotions that surged within me, her words made me glance up at her. I was so shocked and confused that I didn't know what to say. On the first hand was Alexa
Freya’s P.O.VAs soon as he said those words, I took to my heels, running back to the parking lot only to find Emma and Iris where Alexandro said they were going to be. They were surrounded by two security guards as they cried, calling for me. “Mum…mum…mum” Emma swiveled her head around and when her eyes locked onto mine, she ran towards me. Ivy turned, breaking down in tears and just the sight of them in that pathetic state made my shoulders slump. Sobs racked through my body and I got on my knee with my arms opened wide while they both rushed into my arms. When I held them in my embrace, relief flooded through me as they both sobbed in my arms. I was relieved that nothing had happened to them. Emma pulled away, while I wiped her tears with the back of my hand and now that I stared at her, she looked exactly like Thorne. She mumbled. “Uncle Alexandro is a bad person, and he isn't my best friend anymore…”I cupped Ivy’s cheeks, my thumb dashing away the tears that tracked down he
Thorne’s P.O.V What was she doing here? She has never been close with Alexandro and that wasn’t even the problem, the problem was what she was doing in the human world. I had never imagined seeing her here again, and here she was. My brows furrowed in confusion and I deliberated either running after the BMW that drove her or fulfilling the reason behind my coming here. As I slowly unbuttoned my shirt, I chose the latter. If Alexandro ever slipped away from my fingers, there was a possibility that this would be the last chance that I have to ever get back at him. Because as soon as he woke up in the morning, he would have discovered that he had been drugged by me. That would intensify the security around him and the perfect time to strike was now— When he was vulnerable the most. I shifted my gaze away from the car, glancing up at the window to Alexandro’s room. The lights were now turned off and a smirk crept through my face. I waited outside for an hour, waiting f
Freya My heart lurched forward and dread settled over my shoulders when the doorbell rang. For a second, I wanted to settle with the fact that maybe there was a chance that my hearing was now impaired because why in the world was someone outside my door by 3:30am? I hadn't slept because everything Alexandro did to me and the children still held me in disbelief. It made me wonder how my life would have been that night if I hadn't sought his help. But right now, it didn't matter, what mattered was who was knocking at the door. I stood from the couch, stealthily walking towards the door as I leaned towards the peephole. I saw nothing. Could I have heard wrong? Despite the fear that gnawed at my insides, I reached for the door’s handle, opened it, and swiveled my head around. There was no one outside and there was a high chance that I had heard wrong. However, at that moment, my heart turned cold in my chest when I spotted a crow on a branch, his dark eyes staring back at me and
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