Alfred’s POV"You need to calm down…" Kale dragged his words. "This is like a tantrum, doesn't look good on you. He came here to taunt you and it is working.""He thinks I am just a stupid person that wouldn't put the puzzle together. I have to send him a message." I felt my vision darken and Kale was immediately against it. All my life I had never had to prove myself because when I entered the room, it was obvious that I had the power. Elliot knows that about me but he chose to taunt me instead. Trying to be oblivious to what I was actually capable of. It was an insult to me, and my nature."Alfred, let's just leave him for now. I think that he would lead us to what Noah is planning."Leon barged into the room, there was a slight disappointment on his face. Immediately I knew. "She is gone."He nodded. "She is no longer on our radar and Noah never showed up.""It was a setup. Her father coming here was a distraction, she knew we were going to find her. She just didn't want to give us
Freda’s POVNight finally came. I drifted into a long sleep not knowing what I was waiting for anymore. Was I waiting for him to come? Tell me the news about Diane's father. Was he able to catch Diane? As much as I hated hearing her name in my mind, I couldn't help my curiosity every time the conversation comes up. At this point time was my greatest enemy, the more it passes the more I realized that I was alone in my room.I didn't want to be. I have been so used to having someone in my bed, cuddling and leaving little words on my skin with nothing but silence. Alfred didn't have to say much, my heart recognized him. It would be difficult for him to get past this phase but I was ready to do every part of this life with him.I got up from my bed still entangled with the duvet, I got out of it. I couldn't sleep in the early hours of the morning, I was thinking of him. I entered the closet and took my favorite blanket. I remember the last time I went to his room, sneaked into his room,
Freda’s POVI had a good night's rest. For the first time in a long while, I did not experience a single nightmare that sends me running wild in the middle of the fucking night. I was feeling so cold but at some point but he cuddled me closer to him. He was filled with so much warmth that made it difficult to pull away. My nightmares were filled with beautiful dreams, especially with the way we slept last night. I desperately wanted to feel what I felt when he had his lips on my milk-toned skin. I liked how his fingers ran through the strands of my blonde hair, and how he held me with so much care. Like something that would break if he didn't take care of it. It was wonderful to think of him that way at all if the vile stain that stained my memory was replaced by the little acts of kindness. I saw him for his kindness and what he truly is. I didn't care if he switched into a full animal by night, I knew the man and his mind I might have not gotten to the depth of him. What I have s
Freda’s POV He didn't call it the field. He said "Farm."I tried to picture him as a man who would like farming and agriculture but no, the imagery was tainted. In fact, it didn't exist. Probably because the image I have of him was so strong that it was difficult to drain it in my mind. I imagined him as the ones with expensive tuxedos, the ones that were always working and doing what they needed to do to make a huge amount every hour of the day. The man with a different secret, a rare one. A farmer wasn't included in any of all these I have mentioned. I thought it might be a warehouse. Actually, there is one but it was difficult to picture such a sophisticated business out there in the woods. The drive was not long at all. The fields were still in the area but the question remained, why was he trying to let me in on this? This man was a rare one to comprehend, he does things and you wonder what was the thought behind all of it. His thoughts were just as unpredictable as his actio
Alfred's POVI shouldn't have allowed her to drink more wine. She has been saying gibberish for the past hour now. It was difficult for me to put her into the car without actually bursting into laughter. I understood fast memory was a tricky thing, it comes in that full form and works coherently with your body when you are unaware of what's going on. There was a very huge chance that she might not remember what she had blurted out.I'm glad she has me. I would remember that for the both of us. The drive to the house was long even when the distance was not long enough. This was the first time I have seen her so carefree. She was always so uptight not exactly the way I was to her but just enough to give you the scare. Mostly what I have for her was intriguing. Freda gets scared but mostly because she overthinks everything. Now I know that alcohol lets her loosen up a bit. I should always introduce more alcohol into her conversation so I would know what lies in that mind of hers. They w
Alfred’s POV"That was all she said." I tried to convince Kale about what I heard. "That's a bit strange. Maybe she just said that in her sleep." He started. "You know how well people talk in their sleep." I shook my head, pouring more Irish wine into the glass. I was facing the window in my study. I have always loved the view from here, it was something I have admired over the years. Making this place my favorite spot in the mansion. I remembered that it was a long time since I had a run through the woods. I haven't gone to the shelter for a long time. Maybe the memories that were attached to the shelter have always been scary and too much for me. "I don't think so. I think she has the ability.""No, let's not get ahead of ourselves.""Why not? It is good we are prepared, her transition is near.""That's what we keep saying but we haven't actually tried to help her through it. It is the end of the month in two days. Trust me, we would know how tricky time is until we have the moon
Freda’s POVI smelled the blood first before I felt the warmth it brought to my arms.I saw the claw marks tear my skin in four gruesome marks, filled with blood. The pain was unbearable. I have never seen him like that before, no matter how hard I tried to picture the monstrous act of his, I still was confused. My mind couldn't contain it as I was reliving that tiny moment with him over and over. It was like he was controlling himself not to snap in front of me. It made me think if I did anything to him, I just wanted to see how he was doing. I just wanted to make sure that he was fine, I didn't expect this snap from him that has caused an injury I might never recover from. It hurts too much, and I was still on the floor still trying to make sense of what just happened. The moment kept replaying itself again and again."Freda?" Lilian came into the room and apparently, the room was still open. I didn't notice that. I looked up as she joined me on the floor. "What happened? I hear
Freda’s POVIt seemed that the news of this bounty was everywhere. It made it evident that this mansion might be the only place where I might be safe. I might not like the idea but I didn't like the idea of dying either. I fought through the pain I had in my arms. The pain I felt was more than the tear in my skin.I tugged at the rope a little tighter as Aaron ordered. I have been training a little hard on this day and the cold weather wasn't looking like it any further. I was sweating as I entered the last round of my training for the day. "You hit hard. If I don't know any better I would tell you you've done it before.""I have. I have been training a little recently but I think now things have gotten a little bit serious.""Yeah it has. You have a lot of drive, a lot of anger to process. I'm glad you are channeling that into the best way you know how."I sighed as I loosened the tight glove with which I wrapped my hands. "It doesn't feel like it."I was about to walk away when he
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