Beauty And Her Obsessors

Chapter 34: All my fault

3rd POV 

After the incident Lucas had taken care of the sickly Freya. The moment Freya closed her eyes to go to sleep. Lucas, on the other hand, had his hand clenched . Veins popped out of his skin and with the healing shard and medicine he had given her.

Lucas felt defeated.

"If only I had gotten here sooner," he thought, reflecting on the moment he saw her in the vision.

Everything would be okay. But now, seeing his wife lying on the bed, Lucas had doubts about whether she was truly safe with him. His panicked heart conceded that her other males might have taken better care of her than he ever could. Yet, Lucas loved his wife so much, he didn't have the courage to let her go.

It was all his fault.

The first time he saw her experience nausea, it made his heart panic, thinking he might have messed up the soup that caused her dislike.

However, Freya had eaten and loved the rest of the food he cooked. So it wouldn't be the case if he truly messed up the food since he had cooked them many times in the past. Before he threw away the soup, he checked the soup, it looked and smelled completely fine, just the same method he used to cook for her in the past. Lucas was confused, not understanding.

A surprised shock filled Lucas's heart. At first, he didn't believe it was true, but after checking her pulse on her wrist, it was confirmed. Freya was indeed pregnant, but not with his own cub; rather, her two other mates.

Lucas for once felt defeated. He wished it could have been his own cub born inside her womb. The feeling of sadness and anger filled his heart seeing that he was late.

A little too late that Freya was able to have two males before meeting him. If he had gotten there sooner she could have had his own. Hoping to meet his female cub he loved and cherished.

But seeing her now pregnant with a litter of cubs. It looks like he had to wait a little longer to meet his own cub. But before meeting his cub somewhere far from the future, the first thing Lucas needed was his wife's love. 

A genuine love and affection he always craved for since the very beginning...

For the rest of the day, while Freya slept, Lucas busied himself preparing more medicine for her. He meticulously crushed the herbs he had gathered that morning, skillfully transforming them into a liquid form of medicine.