All Chapters of The Queen's Triple Bond : Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Freya's POV: My eyes fluttered open at the same time my head started to pound all thanks to the fact that I had cried myself to sleep last night. I still had my prom dress on, and I had managed to cover my boobs well although the corset was still loose since no one helped me with that.The room I was in was really dark with only one source of light, which was the window. I knew that my hair was definitely a nest on my head, but that was the least of my worries.I was too weak to stand up, so I just laid down there and stared at my dainty hand that had become dirty from the dusty floor, with only a few interruptions from my grumbling stomach.There was no strength in me, so when the door opened for the first time ever since I got here, I didn't move my head to check who it was and just let the tears flow. The stranger's shadow loomed over my curled up body for a second before he squatted in front of me. My brown hair stayed as a curtain in front of my face, but I still managed to sta

Freya's POV:I glanced up at him in shock and felt tears well up in my eyes due to the tiny joy that filled my heart.“Lord Lu-“Her father is my debtor and the fool that was in charge of her sold her off without my permission, so I'm collecting my property back. If you need your money, go to your dealer, although I'm not sure if you'll be allowed to own a pet anymore.”Never in my life did I think I would ever be referred to as a property and I wouldn't have a say in whatever was going on. William opened his mouth then closed it before he narrowed his eyes at me, making me squirm and hide behind this Lucien.“Of course, my Lord.”It was a surprise to me that William didn't put up a fact, considering how precious my blood was to him. I had been so carried away with my thought that I didn't notice when Lucien bent down until he carried me in his hands.I let out a sound of surprise but didn't struggle against him because I was scared that it would give William the chance to fight for

Freya's POV:The air felt dense enough to steal my breath the moment I met Lucien’s eyes. There was something about him that screamed danger, but I still couldn't help but admire how neat he looked in his formal wear.“You may go now,” he ordered in a low voice that made me take a loud gulp as we maintained eye contact.Duncan let out a sigh behind me before he said, “But I don't want to.”I honestly had to give it to Duncan for having the courage to disobey Lucien because I didn't have it in me and Lucien was obviously not happy about it with the way he narrowed his eyebrows. “Don't overstep your boundaries,” he replied before he gently placed his hand on the chair in the dining room that was right next to his side. I couldn’t tell if he was angry, but the air between them felt like a silent tug for power.“Careful Lucien, you're starting to seem protective,” Duncan said lightly and let out a chuckle.These two made me feel like I shouldn't be here right now, and I dared not even t

Duncan's POV:The scent hit me before the sight did.Blood.And it wasn't the usual metallic tang that filled Lucien’s estate every night, but something different. Something rich. Sweet. Powerful.It slammed into my senses so violently that I stopped in the hallway, my hand pressing against the wall to steady myself.What the hell-Then I heard it.A soft sound that almost sounded like a moan.No, it was a moan. My brows furrowed as I pushed the door open slightly, not intending to intrude but curious enough to look inside.The moment my eyes landed on the scene before me, the world seemed to tilt.Lucien was kneeling with his head buried between Freya’s thighs.For a moment, my mind refused to process what I was seeing.Lucien.The same Lucien who had spent centuries controlling every violent impulse in his body. And Freya…Freya sat blissfully on the floor, her fingers tangled in Lucien’s dark hair as her chest rose and fell unevenly.My first instinct was disbelief.But that emo

Freya’s POV:Two days.That was how long I had stayed away from the kitchens, and it wasn't because anyone told me to, but because Lucien had insisted I rest after fainting. The servants had obeyed him without question, which meant no one had expected to see me working again so soon. However, lying in my room staring at the ceiling was depressing and slowly driving me insane.So when I woke up this morning feeling steady enough to stand without the room spinning, I decided I’d had enough of resting.Work meant routine and routine meant normalcy, which was what I needed right now. The estate was already alive by the time I reached the kitchen.The large doors were open, letting warm light spill across the long stone counters. The scent of fresh bread and herbs filled the air, as servants moved around quickly, chopping vegetables, stirring pots, carrying trays.For a moment, I simply stood there, simply taking in the sight before. I never thought I would ever miss this. Compared to w