Freda's POV"Are you sure he was the one?""I'm not blind. I know him perfectly. He wasn't hard to spot because I have seen his picture before." Alfred was with us in the mansion. With the anger that he had accumulated inside of him, it was easier to be angry with external factors. He was clearly pissed with me but there was nothing he could do because the worst had clearly happened. We were definitely waiting on the worst that could happen. "Nothing would come from us dwelling on it. He did not harm her, we should be grateful that was all. He just wanted to talk." Lilian shrugged giving assurance just like she always does. "So you've seen him before?" I replied with a nod as Ashley asked me. "That's cool. I heard he is hot. It is normal to want to blame the hot guys because they are easy to blame.""Ashley!" Lilian scolded, I tried to hear my laughter. Ashley was just drugged with a glass of wine in her hands. "Give me that!" The wine glass was dragged from her hands. "Why is she
Freda's POVI dreamt of her. My mother.All I had of her were pictures that I had left at my old place. That was before I was kidnapped and bought off. I thought of all the little memories that were attached to my keepsakes. This time, my nightmare was that Noah was killing my mother in front of me. I kept crying for help but that was when I woke up. It was too much for me to comprehend. I never knew just how much grief meant until a loved one was dead. It happened when I lost my father. The cold was no place for a child like me after the accident in which I was involved. I remembered the feeling, so much, the decision the staff had to make just when they handed me to child protective services. The nice act of those social workers, for a moment I thought she was going to take me home. That sadness stayed with me, the longest. It was the same feeling when the nightmare came visiting. Nightmares are pretty much a normal thing nowadays. I was mostly shocked by it, then I realized that I
Claire's POVLast night, Noah killed a maid. I have been held as one of his maids for quite some time. I have been here longer than the other maids and I have lost track of time. I dreamt of her in gruesome scenes. My dreams were quite familiar with her and her words. Considering the fact that Noah couldn't get her to speak about who she was working for and why she had planned to poison him. Noah's words were sharp as a knife and I still thought about it.No one is coming to save you. Stella, the maid, was the one person I could trust in here and she was gone on a whim.Even with Noah's words tugging my sleeves was alarming. The pain of knowing that everything could get worse from here gave me great anxiety. In a short while, a lot has happened to the room I have occupied in this place. Every night I sat up to stare at the void of darkness I chose to stay in. It was unlike me to be quiet about my situations but everything had been so pretty much tight lately. Slowly, as time passed,
Claire's POVI had the urge to answer her due to her unkindness towards me these past months. Her hostility reminds me of home and everything in between that I had lost, staring at her. I rather lose control of my thoughts than to be conscious and not do anything about it. She was looking for ways to start a conversation, she kept tapping her feet and the sound was distracting. I never knew she was in the house, if I had, I wouldn't have left my room.I paid her no mind as I became bored of her standing beside me, not saying anything.I was about to speak but she beat me to it. She was used to abusing me but Noah had given an order that no one could alter. Now she just looks for ways to abuse me verbally. "How are you spending your days in isolation?" She had a wonderful smile but I just couldn't relax in her presence. I nodded."So far, I've been fine. Not like I'm going anywhere. Nobody has tried to kill me recently, I guess it's going great." My sarcasm wasn't something I would lo
Claire's POVThe light in Noah's eyes shone brighter when he heard about the possibility of Rose getting pregnant. I saw it as a game because of too much excitement coming from Noah, although he was being civil about it.Rose was feeling irritated but then, she maintained a very good stunt until Noah left our presence. Hostility was so easy for her but since she had pledged to be kind, it was difficult to act on her irritation as our eyes met.Noah didn't notice that I was there, but the news was a bit bizarre.Maybe this was my ticket out considering that he had someone to give him what he wants aside from power. "Why are you popping the pill that way, you should have just taken it directly, instead of mixing it in a drink. It is not healthy for you to be drinking that with alcohol."Rose nodded her head. "I won't do that again.""You didn't tell me that you were trying to be late.""I know baby, I just didn't want to make a fuss. Not that we were trying or anything." She was standing
Noah's POVBeing able to hold power was one thing but I have never had to deal with fear when that power was threatened by a bunch of assholes. Most times everyone thought I was the villain. I'm just a victim like every pack in the city.The rogue that did this to her managed to flee but what was more important was trying to get Claire to safety. If I have had any form of control, she was one way to test it, I was not willing to let that go just yet. She was an asset.Claire was drifting in and out of her consciousness. The arrow punctured a vein in her right shoulder. I was still holding her trying to keep her awake with me because it felt like I was pulling at the very last straw. First I was nearly poisoned, now, she was almost being killed.Under my watch!The guards were still trying to scout the area for any rogues. The ones we captured, we have thrown them into the dungeon for more investigations. I found myself panicking most of the time as Claire screamed her lungs out, there
Freda's POV"I didn't plan to accompany you on this journey." Aaron held on to the wheel as we drive passed the border. "Just remind me why I am doing this again.""Because you are my new friend. I don't want anything tracing me back to Alfred." I smiled at him as he whined. When I decided I wanted to go into town in search of the truth. I had to make him my accomplice in this. I could not risk bumping into Noah or any of his men. If anyone loved the idea of being careful, it was Aaron. I just wanted to have someone at my side, when I going through all the memories that were supposed to be left behind. I have never tried digging up the past but this was not going to be the best experience. I have never had a good reason to dig up the past. I felt like the memories of my father were the only thing I needed but this news threw me off balance if you tried to look at every phase I have encountered. Everything I have ever known was dwelling on a shaky foundation, it makes me worried about
Freda's POV Aaron was the one driving after we found the location on the GPS. I have always known that I had a relative somewhere, but when I was placed into group homes, I always hoped that one of them was going to show up. Dad spoke about having a sister. He always reminded me that I came from somewhere, but it was too late before I got to see any of them. His life was cut short before I knew it. My thoughts were that they probably didn't want to hang around with me. Taking on the sole responsibility of taking on a relative and being responsible for your own child could be a lot. Not to mention someone else's child. "Do you know what this aunty is like?" I shook my head immediately. "I have tried to jog my memory. Remembering if there was ever a time when I saw her. The truth is, my Dad always spoke of his siblings as people he cherished, but they never came around the house once. Neither did we go over. I guess we are just satisfied with each other." My relatives' address was
Freda's POV "Kale we have to do something, I am tired of waiting." I gritted in anger as everything flooded my face. The melody of one entering the mansion and the sudden seeking of me losing him. I haven't been able to sleep because I saw him in my dreams from time to time. Most times, tortured. Other times because he wanted to break. It wasn't hard to know that he was not having the best time of his life. "Kaden will be here soon, we can't do anything without him. He has the book." My emotions became so unstable, I could only feel the wind holding my hair in the air as I became so angry. "Freda?! Control, you have to control yourself." I felt Vanna's hands on me. I snapped out of my anger, seeing how everything was so disoriented. I felt so numb, falling to my seat. I couldn't bring myself to feel pain, that was all I was feeling for the past few days since Alfred surrendered himself. "I don't know why he would surrender himself. He doesn't have the right to give up like tha
Freda's POV It was clear that he could see through me. My pain was not something I could hide no matter how much I tried. "If you want to lie to me, look me in the eye and do it with courage." I tried but I couldn't. I sighed. I think I was doing that too often because sometimes my emotions were more than words and I just couldn't express it at times. "You haven't been forthcoming with your emotions since the last time we argued. What is jerking you up at night? I don't recall knowing I feel something is going on and you don't want to bother me or something. I love you, Alfred but I do not want you to suffer alone." I asked him. If he was hopefully going to let me in on what was happening, maybe I would be able to find the words as to why I was feeling that way. There was no word yet that would simplify all of what I was seeking at that point. He feigned confusion. "What are you talking about?" I placed my hands on his chest and paused. Where do I begin? I asked myself. "You'v
Freda's POV It was time for the Luna ceremony and I didn't even have time for myself. I enjoyed every bit of it that I didn't want to end. The bonfire afterward was the funniest, we got to share experiences and sing a lot of folk songs. The goal, according to Alfred, was to bring the old tradition back and make sure it stayed with us. That way, we get to teach the next generation the values we uphold not just as an individual, but as a pack. It was my favorite part of the ceremony other than the initiation. During the initiation, I saw the knife and the way everyone had to draw blood out of their skin. The pain on my lingered for a while but it still didn't heal like it used to. Alfred held my hand and wrapped a gauze on it immediately. He always paid attention to little details which I appreciated. It didn't take time but I was bound to the pack by blood now. My strength was their strength and my weakness was their weakness. I was expecting a more barbaric act to this, but then I
Freda's POV Early this morning, we both had a moment after our fight. It was a moment that was burnt in my memory. I had the best night of my life and it all happened unexpectedly. Feeling him that close was what I have always wanted and it finally did. I had to swallow my moans so I wouldn't be too loud but Alfred didn't seem to care. At first, he was gentle with me before went tough on me. The journey of love was never-ending, no matter how hard we tried to ignore it. After the realization of last night, I really wanted to take the day off considering that we were not able to take our hands off each other. I was still feeling sore, even after being inside him a few minutes before dawn. I was drifting in and out of sleep but he kept me close to him the entire night and in the morning. He let me sleep, down until when I found the need to freshen up. "Just relax," he whispered in my ear. "There's plenty of time to do that." I was too tired to reply to him or protest against him
Freda's POV I decided to take Vanna's advice. If I really wanted to know the truth it was best I confirmed the issue. All the worry I had kept inside me wasn't worth my sanity. It was the early hours of the morning and stretched my hands to the other side of the bed only to not find him there. Yet, another night when did not come to the bed, it was almost like he was avoiding me. Which I hated, was he spending his time with Claire? Thinking about it made me jealous to some point that I quickly jumped off the bed in search of him. Why on earth would he be avoiding me? I asked myself over and over. I scheme through the hallway, heading to the study. There was no way he would be anywhere else. I opened the door barging in without knocking. He was drowning himself in alcohol with a bottle of vodka at the side. He was going through some papers, before looking up at me. "You are supposed to be sleeping, Freda." Hearing him call my name sounded more odd than anything else. "You are sup
Freda's POV VANNA wasn't expecting me yesterday but I had to go see her. I wanted to know how she was settling in since she just got herself this place. She was no longer living in the mansion with us.. I found it tiring since all I had to do was rest. There wasn't really anything to do there but I still had my usual fear about times ahead. Alfred had been with me since the beginning of it all. I thought this day was still far ahead when he brought up the topic of the ceremony last night. Since Kale was back, Alfred wanted to pronounce me as his Luna by performing the ceremony. I didn't think it was this soon but I took it one step after the other. There was no room for overwhelming feelings or doubts, that was all I had though. After his ex showed up, Diane was dead. I just wanted to live in denial for a while. Coming to see Vanna, helped in a way. The Luna ceremony was one of a kind especially if the Luna was going to be initiated into the pack. It was imperative that I do it
Freda's POVI couldn't believe what I heard. I felt the worst was happening to me all over again.Worst of all, it was from Alfred, it was all coming from him."You are telling me right now that your ex has been living with us here in the pack and I just know about it?"Alfred sighed trying to pull me into his embrace. I pushed his hands before he touched me. "You do not understand but I wished I could explain, I just have to go to her right now."I felt my heart drop listening to him. This conversation was clearly important but he was choosing to ignore this just to attend to his needs."This is clearly as important as going to meet her Alfred. You have been cheating on me and you have finally made her pregnant?" I was running several scenarios over time as I pictured them together. There was nothing but pain and this crazy tightness in my chest. I have still not recovered and another pain was added to mine. "No no no. I didn't make her pregnant. I never cheated on you. Trust me, I
Alfred's POV We held each other close for the better part of the day. Freda had injured herself not once or twice because of harnessing her powers. I hated seeing her hitting herself because she was trying to prove that she could live up to her family's legacy. The doctor claimed that she could go home and there wasn't any reason to keep her here. That was okay with me, her healing abilities were slow and it wasn't a good time to master. I was able to see that beautiful smile again, the lovely goofy attitude. It was certain that she was warming up to be a pain in my neck as usual there wasn't much we were able to say to each other. Our silence held so many words that our hearts were meaning to say. There wasn't much to know about each other because we'd given out union all the parts of ourselves. It was something that came naturally to us. At least right now I am aware that she has given it all from her end, just as I have and there would not be anything holding us back. I love Fre
Alfred's POV There was serenity in his study. Kaden was an extravagant man, it was clear in the clothes he wore and the way he carried himself. The rumours surrounding him were eventful and no one really knew what was true or lies. Kden loved such thoughts that he welcomed them without clearing the air. Most say he is older than he looks, others say that he was favored by the Fates, and his mom was a respected witch but no one really had NO idea what his mother looked like. Only that she was a slave living under the fist of his father who had died mysteriously. What I did know was that he took the cafe to his father, not in the way ordinary minds would expect. Then he was better than him.The problem between two powerful people occupying the room was that no one was ready to bring down the shoulder for the other. We were both ruthless in our own way and we respected that. I spotted the bar at the side of his elaborate study. "Nice bar. I see the way you arranged your drinks. Qu