Kick. Kick. Kick. I smile as I place my hand right where my baby is kicking today. It has been some months since informing my husband of the pregnancy and since meeting Lord Aleksander Ozera. True to his word, guards have been by my side, and my best friend Lady Andrea Rocci has stayed by my side.

"Is the baby kicking?" Andrea asks me

"It is" nodding my head "it's so weird and wonderful at the same time, is that possible?"

"Depends" Andre holds her son Robert in her arms "every time I felt my baby boy kick, I felt horrible and wanted the pregnancy to be over with as quickly as possible. Now, I'm wishing I had savored those kicks even more since Robert is just growing up"

"My Lord" my guards bow, Andrea and I stand before me husband who looks between us. Andrea is on edge for some reason whenever Andre is near, why? But now I am focusing on Andre because my wrist is still healing from when Andre according to the doctor, almost broke it. Every time I bring up Aleksander, Andre beats me till I say who. He never harms me where the baby is but everywhere else. At night, Andre would go into my room and force himself upon me roughly.

"Leave us" Andre orders and Andrea leaves along with her baby and the guards. I don't look at my husband as he stares at me "tonight you and I are having dinner" wait! What?! Andre never has dinner with me, since coming here it has been the same routine. Wake up, occupy our time separately then go to bed.

"What time, my lord?" I ask

He stares at me before saying "five, do not be late" he walks away then and tests come down my face as he leaves. I wish I was having dinner with Aleksander, since meeting him all I saw was his face, and wishing to know him more. But now, I just think that he was a figment of my imagination-that Andre is doing what he doing to make me realize the truth. That Alexander isn't real.

~Aleksander's POV~

I watch from a distance as my mate cries, I want to go to her I do but she has been under guard twenty-four-seven. At night that no good wife-beating rapist bastard husband of hers stays with her at night and he knows my tricks for a human. I want to so badly go to Freya and hold her in my arms, but not only has it been near impossible but my Uncle Aro has ordered the twins to keep an eye on me since my mate is still a child. I know that but why not have her in the castle until she is eighteen then I can turn her. But that is one of the things I hate about Aro, he believes he is better than everyone else.

It has still been a couple of centuries but I hate him still for making my mother, his little sister's soulmate kill her because he wanted to make sure Marcus was loyal to him. Damn what anyone else has to say. "One day" Jane speaks "you'll forgive Aro for what happened to your mother, he couldn't have known that killing her would lead Marcus to"

Snapping my gaze to Jane, she stops what she is saying and looks down "Aro is lucky I am still with the Volturi, I do not care for him but for my stepfather. If Aro knows what is good for him, he will shut up and learn to be a good dog because at this point I am just ready to take over" the twins look at me surprised when I say that "the Volturi" looking back to my mate, I see her being escorted inside.

Soon la mia regina

~Freya's POV~

Dinner is silent as I cut into my piece of chicken, Andre and I have not spoken a single word to one another since eating. What am I supposed to say? I hate the man, I hate him so much. He makes my life miserable every fucking day.

"How is the chicken?" Andre asks me

"Excellent" eating another piece of lettuce "and your chicken?"

"Excellent as well" we are silent once more, taking a sip of my drink Andre stares at me "have you made friends since arriving?"

"Yes"

"And?" he waves his knife "what are their names?"

I look at him from my meal "I didn't realize you wish to know who my friends are" his jaw clenches "Lady Rocci, your sisters Catalina and Caterina, some of the staff"

"The staff?" frowning "why?"

"Because think what you must" gaining a backbone "I believe it is important to get to know your staff, I have and I love them all like they are family" we are silent as we finish our meals.