Author’s POV
An intense gasp escaped Freya’s lips and almost had her breath hitched. She blinked rapidly as Callum’s words registered in her head. She wanted to believe she might be hearing wrongly. However the look on his face was more than enough to tell he isnt joking.
Freya took a step back away from him. “I don’t think you know what you are saying Elder Callum. Ronan is your blood and you have been his only guardian since the death of his parent. Why are you saying this scary things all of a sudden?”
Callum scoffed, “I am not one to be confused on how i feel. I have been watching you and i know you can be more than all of this. I want the throne and i am not going to stop until i get it.”
She furrowed her brows looking defensive. “I think i have heard enough of all this nonsen
