Todos os capítulos de The Queen's Triple Bond : Capítulo 11 - Capítulo 20

Freya's POV:Lucien had given all the slaves a free day except the pets.A part of me felt like it had to do with me, but I felt like I was being ahead of myself.“Can you believe this? I heard it has never happened before,” Amara said with excitement splayed all over her face.I gave her a little smile, the hair on my back standing when she moved closer to me.Something was weird about her, but I couldn't figure out what it was.“You look pretty in it,” she added, showing the stiff guards our pass.I looked down at the purple dress I was in. It wasn't really my style, but I had nothing to wear, so I had to accept the dress designed in lace from Amara.She herself had something similar on but hers was white. I would never understand why she thought wearing white on a day like this was a good idea.“You may go,” the guards said begrudgingly, opening the gate for us.The moment my feet planted themselves outside the large estate, they refused to move.Amara, who was far ahead, must have

Lucien's POV:“She's not back,” the servant before me said, his voice quivering as if he was cold.I dropped my pen down, completely expressionless as I stared at him. He bowed his head lower, scared of meeting my eyes.Only one person had that much audacity and thankfully, he was in his pack.“What's that supposed to mean?” I asked him, my voice cold and stable but my heart wasn't.Freya was smart to an extent, so she definitely knew better than to run away because she wouldn't survive a day out there. Has she been kidnapped? She had her own way of standing out, so I wouldn't be surprised if she caught a trafficker’s attention.“She hasn't returned, my Lord.”I let out a deep breath as I tried to remain sane. This was all on me because if I hadn't given the free day, this wouldn't have happened.“Laura has contacted the witch t-I furrowed my brow as my worry slowly brewed into anger.“Why does Laura know about this before me?” The servant before me took a large gulp as he shrunk b

Lucien's POV: I squished on it, watching the bodily fluid ooze out of it as I waited for the guard’s arrival.I hated this place a lot, but I had no choice… not when Freya was in Duncan's custody and I knew what they were, or at least, I had a hunch.There was a possibility that I was wrong, but I didn't want to take any risk. It made no sense to me why I wanted to keep Freya away from him, especially if they were what I suspected them to be.My world wasn't like this.She was definitely tilting it, and it was getting out of control.The best thing would be to give her up b-“The poor insect,” I heard Duncan say before I saw him.I didn't mutter a word in reply and just stared at him, trying to figure him out. Duncan usually has a facial expression, but today wasn't one of those days.Something was definitely wrong.Could it be that she… I didn't want to overthink things because I wasn't meant to care. “Where is she?” I asked him when the guards finally let me step into their land,

Freya's POV:Mate.The word kept ringing in my head as I stared at Duncan.There was no way he was joking in this type of situation. A part of me wanted to run to him and bombard him with questions, but I knew better than to do that.Lucien looked confused but not surprised, as if he knew all along. Did he figure it out before the blood rage night?Were they playing me like they did with the other girl Sophie told me about? The thought of it made my heart ache as I realised how cheap I'd been… getting attracted to two friends.“Duncan, what is this nonsense?” A man whom Duncan resembled so much asked with a type of harshness that made me take a step back.“Maybe he's finally also mad,” a lady muttered with a smirk, earning her chuckles among the other people except Duncan's father.Also? Was someone else mad?There was a lot going on here and, from the looks of things, I was the only one left far behind once again.“Lucien,” I whispered, but he didn't look at me.I didn't know if he

Freya's POV:I swivelled around and there he was, standing in front of a door I had ignored when I walked in.My hands pressed against the hamster's table as I stared at the intruder.Wait… I was the intruder.The man rubbed a towel through his wet brown hair, his eyes not leaving me for a second as he shuffled around the room.He was surprisingly relaxed for someone who had a trespasser around. “You haven't answered,” he stated as he brought a hairdryer connected to a socket near the bed to his head.I had questions about who he was and why he looked familiar. That was when I remembered the polaroid pictures. My eyes instinctively went to the green wall then back at him. He was looking at me with a kind of curiosity that made me shift on my feet.When he cocked his head to the side, he realised that a reply was long overdue.“I'm Freya,” I introduced like he was meant to know me.“Lord Lucien's kitchen… staff,” I continued and he nodded vehemently. He turned off the switch and the