Chapter 91. Her Rage

Freya POV

For a second, I wanted to settle with the fact that there was a high chance Ivy was having a nightmare because she was still finding it difficult to settle in this place.

But, when she mentioned the color of Bellona’s fur—red—I knew that she wasn’t having a nightmare.

She had spoken the truth because as far as I could remember, I had always admired the sisters fur and most importantly, Bellona’s own. For someone who hardly shifted in the open except under the moonlight, it meant that Ivy knew what she was saying.

Fire surged at the pit of my stomach, my fingers curling into fists and at that moment, the only thing I saw was red.

How dare she?

“Stop!” I shouted as the guards came to a halt while the maids who lingered around were quick to take the quadruplets inside.

With every step that I took towards Bellona, the storm of fury that brewed within me intensified. Bellona turned, her eyes meeting mine as the small smile on her