The Lycan King's Secret Baby (Freya and Jaxon)

Chapter 30

Cressida left the next morning. I avoided her as much as possible the entire day until Jaxon told me that she was leaving first thing the next morning. I still didn’t want to see her so I hid behind a pillar and watched as her things were being loaded into a car. She had a huge frown on her face and was obviously pissed off that her plan didn’t work but there was really nothing she could do.

Once the car pulled away, I let out a breath that I didn’t know I was holding. Although I knew for a fact that Jaxon wasn’t going to take up her offer, a nagging part of me couldn’t help but wonder if the longer she stayed, the more he would have been willing to indulge her. The moment she left, it felt like that door had been closed forever.

“Hey,” I jumped when I heard the voice so close to me and I turned to see Aiden.

He was watching me curiously with a raised brow and I had to place my hands on my chest to calm my racing heart. I needed to know how he constantly managed to be so sneaky without making a sound. The entire floor was tiled and yet I hadn’t heard his footsteps once.

“How do you do that?” I couldn’t stop myself from asking. “It’s almost like you float around with how quietly your walk.”

He shrugged. “It’s a necessary talent,”

Before I could ask any other questions, he cleared his throat. “Jaxon sent me to find you. He is in Kiara’s room and he’s waiting for you.”

“Thank you,” I said instantly worried and confused as to why Jaxon was looking for me.

I was going to ask him what Jaxon wanted but he turned on his heels and walked away. I had to clamp down on my curiosity and just walk towards Kiara’s room. When I got there, the door was

wide open and Jaxon was the only person standing inside. He was standing in front of the now upright shelf and as soon as walked into the room, his head snapped to mine.

“Is everything okay?” I asked making my way over to him and that was when I saw what was in his hands, it was a splinter of wood. “What’s that?”

“Wear and tear,pcrunched my brows in confusion and he sighed before explaining. “I’ve had this shelf for years and I didn’t think to check before putting it in Kiara’s room. It was weak and the bottom broke out which

was why it fell.”

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I let out a sigh of relief knowing that it wasn’t anything deliberate and was simply an accident. Upon closer. inspection, I saw that it wasn’t the old bookshelf. This one was a little smaller than the last and it had intricate carvings and designs. It was beautiful and the craftsmanship was amazing. I reached out a hand to run across the carvings on the wood and that was when I noticed the shelf had been bolted to the wall.

“That should avoid future problems,” I said in response to my new findings. “At least Kiara can approach the shelf without fearing it will fall on her.”

looked up at Jaxon to see him watching me carefully as if he was trying to read my expression. I knew what it was about and I immediately turned away from him and back to the bookshelf. I

noticed some new books had been added and I picked one of them up. It was a book on werewolf lore and I could see a few on lycans. They were all picture books and I knew Kiara would love them.

“This is amazing, she’s going to have a field day with these.”

“Freya,” Jaxon cut me off. “We need to talk.”

I didn’t want to talk about it. I didn’t even want to acknowledge that it had happened. Cressida was gone and that was what mattered. I didn’t want to think about how she wanted to and maybe almost broke up my family in one second.

“There’s nothing more to talk about,” I began in an attempt to dismiss everything. I placed the book back on the shelf but when I turned to leave, Jaxon wrapped his hand around my wrist and held me in place.

“Is that how she always spoke to you?”

“Saying that would mean she spoke to me often. If you meant to ask if that was how she spoke about me, then yes. It’s fine now, Jaxon, it doesn’t matter anymore.”

“Yes it does, she tried to get me to mate with her daughter. Do you not realize what she did?

“I do, and that’s why I’m telling you that it is fine. I’m used to it by now and you should get used to it too because she is definitely going to try again later. Cressida is not easily discouraged.”

He was amazed and bewildered that I was speaking so casually. His shock was etched on every pore and for once, he was so easy to read. It was almost amusing how his emotions were smeared all over his face but I was past the age of caring about Cressida and her antics. I knew there was nothing much I could do about her so I had learned to–li with it.

“How can you be so casual about this?” he asked and I shrugged. “You know what, you’re right. She’s gone and that is what matters so right now, I want you to change and meet me in twenty minutes.”

I raised a brow. “Where am I meeting you and where are we going?”

“None of that is important. Just dress casual and I will find

you.”

Before I could say another word, he pecked my li*s softly and disappeared from the room. I stood there in complete shock for what felt like hours before I was able to drag myself out of the room. I looked down at what I was currently wearing- pajama pants and a tank top.

I didn’t have the slightest clue of what to wear and I hoped I wouldn’t mess it up. Kiara was in my room when I got there and she was sitting cross legged on the floor and listening to Nadia. I didn’t want to bother them so I just went into the closet to

get changed.

I ended up wearing a pair of faded out jeans and a simple black cropped sweater. I paired it with sneakers and tied my hair up into a ponytail. I thought it looked cute and I hoped that Jaxon would share the same sentiment. While I was busy analyzing my outfit, I heard a knock on the door.

I wanted to go out to open it but Kiara beat me to it and I knew Jaxon was on the other side because of her

squeal and his laugh.

“Where’s mummy?” he asked and she must have pointed him in the direction of the closet because he spoke

after. “Thank you.”

I heard his footsteps get closer until they stopped at the door. He knocked and I waited a second before pulling it open. I looked over his body and realized we had unintentionally matched. He was wearing faded jeans and at black shirt and I let out a sigh of relief that I hadn’t messed up.

“You look beautiful,” he muttered under his breath and I felt my cheeks heat up. He held out his hand for me to

take. “Are you ready?”

I took his hanc and he carefully led me out of the room. I could see Kiara beaming and smilinglike a Cheshire cat but she didn’t say anything. Jaxon quietly walked me out of the room and when we got to the hallway, he pinned me against the wall so fast that I barely had time to comprehend what was happening before he ki*sed me.

One hand grabbed my hips and pulled me flush against him while the other went into my ponytail as he wrapped it around his fist and angled my head just the way he wanted. It was a short ki*s but it did not lack any passion and by the time he pulled away, I was breathing heavily,

He rested his forehead against mine and all I could do was try to catch my breath in the empty hallway.

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“I wanted to do that the moment I saw you,” he breathed after a pause and just like that, I could feel myself growing wet and he muttered a curse. “Whatever you’re thinking, stop because I can smell you and I’m not against canceling this

entire thing just to tie you to my bed.”

If he planned to stop my reaction with his words then he was failing woefully. I could feel my panties getting soaked and I knew if he wasn’t careful, I was going to drip down my thighs. He let out a groan as the air filled with my arousal and for a split second, I thought he was going to make do with his threat but he pulled back.

“We have plans and we are going to stick to them,” I could see the tent in his trousers and from the strain in his neck, I knew it was taking all of his self control not to grab me.

I tried to compose myself and nodded then took his hand in mine. “Where are we going?”