Freda’s POV"We've only been here three months and you've made friends with the whole city. How do you know about this party anyway?" I asked Lilian, she winked instead not giving me a tangible answer.I had a rough day yesterday and this weekend, she was already dragging me to a party that I definitely would feel left out in. As much as I loved to mingle at times, for put and be with friends, parties were certainly not my thing. I see it as a brothel where everyone comes to share their pleasures which can either go in the wrong way at any time. When a party is involved anything could go wrong. I did a lot of those in high school but as I grew older, I just saw it as a pointless activity. But Lilian said we should step out every now and then and she decided that I should accompany her."I really think I should sit this one out.""Not on my watch, you have to be with me at all times.""Which makes me wonder why you haven't started following me to work and scaring all my colleagues awa
Freda’s POVMy cheeks were hurting but in a good way.Trey had been making jokes about the little things. It was a good thing we were drinking and there was a high chance that I won't be able to remember most of it. It was a good thing that I was this carefree, I did not understand what it means to lose myself and just let myself be free. This was the first time I felt like myself in months. Even with the tireless efforts of trying to make sense of my identity irrespective of the slow change I was passing through, it was refreshing to have a nice conversation without having to think of the possible ways that you might get into trouble if you choose to be clear with the person whom you have chosen to speak to.We were both laughing over our taste in movies and music and it turned out, he had quite the taste but I have concluded that maybe I was the alien who had chosen not to connect with the world with its current waves at which it was moving. Time was indeed an incredible thing, to s
Freda’s POV"How…" Lilan was already coming down from the car when I held her back. It might be a trap, I was still very new to this world but I knew that nothing stays the same. Nothing was ever as it seems. The person was still, trying to reveal himself but something just didn't feel right "Freda, why are you stopping me? Can't you see that he is the one standing light there?" The disguise was off and he was indeed the one standing there. "I have laid with this man and I can tell you for a fact that he is the one."Kale was very cheerful, perhaps this was not the time to be smiling over pleasantries. There was this dark shadow covering him and we just couldn't make his face on time. He was the one. He walked closer to us and we both came down from the car. "Why are you girls out so late?" He asked sternly. The smile I was used to banished from his face. "I think the question is why have you been following me?" I asked him and he seemed surprised as he tilted his head. He was l
Freda’s POV"I guess you guys would listen to me now?" Lilian was so confused as she stared at the apartment. I could only imagine the kind of questions she might have in her head. What if we were in here? What would have happened to us? What if we were in here, what would they have done? Would they have captured us or beat us to a pulp? Until there was nothing left of us anymore? The more I thought about it, the more it didn't make sense to me. They obviously wouldn't think that we were hiding under the couch or something."They were looking for something," I whispered moving along the few spaces in between the turn-over chairs and the scattered cushions that were all over the floor. The pain of knowing that people were afraid of me was just insane. "They might just be telling you guys that this is a warning. Trust me, if they had found you only heaven knows what they might have done." Kale said as I tried to rearrange the house. I need to keep these places very clean. I muttered t
Freda’s POVLeon was not the kind to speak or have too many words to say. I have had my experiences with him to know that he means every word when he speaks. If there was such a hierarchy, wouldn't the killing of someone be considered a crime? Is that not how it worked in this part of the world? Am I not a part of the crime if I choose to keep it to myself and not involve the authorities about it? Well, they have made it perfectly clear that the police were no good to them. It would just be like sending more bodies to the graveyard. That I couldn't allow to be in my conscience but they did say that he was a werewolf assassin.It was dangerous to drive at night, that was what Kale had said. It might be difficult to protect ourselves if we were attacked on the road back home. So we spent the night at the apartment, only to hit the road in the morning since it was a journey ahead. I was already exhausted due to the argument I had with Kale and Lilian. I couldn't help my mind as it wander
Freda’s POVThe only time I have heard of mates was in books. I read about it and fantasized about having one person that was bonded with you for life. It was interesting to see and live through. Every time, at least through the pages of a book. Never did I imagine that it was going to be so, that I was going to be living my life through the basics of a book. He was around me all along, through the misery he put me through. The terror I faced at the hands of his lover, he has always been the one. I put the pieces together, and the bigger picture was just more glaring. I am his mate. Still does not explain why he chose to treat me like that, like I didn't exist. It was like I owned a title he had given me when I first arrived here, a slave. He made it seem that it was going to be so, for the rest of my life. I still feel attached to the misery I faced here. When I came in through the huge doors, the feeling wrapped me again, this time tighter than it has always been."We might not ha
Freda’s POV"You are saying there is a magical connection between the both of us?" An index finger was pointed across my face. I was still trying to put everything back to when he started the story. "Why do you sound like you do not believe me?" I stifle my laughter, he turned his face. If I poked him any further I had a feeling he was going to snap at me."It is not that I do not believe you. I am just trying to understand it logically." Still pacing around the whole idea, I concluded. "Tell me again.""Fine. This would be the last time, little one." He warned. "I knew from the very moment when you were at your old job. That was where I saw you first. The spark was just there. It keeps you disoriented at first and then, it tugs at your very being. Making you do everything and anything to meet that one person, which was you. I had controlled my thirst and emotions because you were human.""Why did you not just come up to me at first? Instead of waiting for me to be kidnapped and so
Freda’s POVThere was this sharp pain that woke me up in the middle of the night. I rolled over to the edge of the bed, completely in serious pain. I could feel the warmth between my legs. I already knew what was going on. My confusion lay in the fact that I had been through it at the beginning of the month. It was not supposed to arrive for another month. I turned to my side and saw that Alfred was fast asleep but his hands were snaked around my waist. Still, in a great deal of pain, I quietly removed myself from his grip. The nature of things changed for him when he had dinner, he was cracking jokes and was able to taunt me some more with his pervert self. I smiled a bit when I reminded myself of the clear picture of him wearing a towel. The pain shots across my whole body, I stifled a moan that could only come from the great amount of pain that I was feeling. I felt like filth and I was disgusted with myself. My body felt sticky, as I made my way out of his room over to mine.I pu
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