Chapter 45

Freya’s POV

I had known this was bound to happen from the moment Silas chose me as his partner and I actually took him up on it.

Yet the moment has arrived and I’m nothing but terrified.

As I slowly approach the throne with Silas by my side, all I can think about is if I’d be able to pull it off.

Of all the risky shit I’d done, this takes the cake honestly.

The Alpha King Darius Bloodmoon is known to be one of the most ruthless monarchs in the history of Royalty, gifted with a keen sixth sense.

It’s because of this that he was nicknamed the all-knowing blood prince during his younger days.

Knowing this, I took further steps into the Lion’s den, basically asking to be caught.

At this point, I’m praying to whichever deity that hears me to not be found out because if I am, I am sure to realize that there are things worse than death.

As we reach the foot of the throne, I bow instantly. Silas tilts his head a bit—being royalty