Freda’s POV"I don't understand why I have to be a part of this," I complained to Aaron but he played me no mind. There was nothing I hadn't done to change his mind. There was only pain, from my hands which were already sore. "Keep carrying them, Freda." "You know that I think that you are actually punishing me. You are deliberately being mean to me. That is something I don't get." I was heaving trying to catch my breath. I have been trying to get his attention for the past hour but his eyes are fixed on the newspaper that he was reading. "I'm not." "I mean who reads the newspaper these days." I grimaced, he didn't budge. I was standing over blocks that I was meant to carry. He already had an area close to him and lots of woods at the side of the field that I was to carry. He had told me to choose and I chose to carry cement blocks, the blocks must have cost tons of cement which my brain wasn't ready to comprehend. There was peace knowing that I was going to be done with most of
Freda’s POV"I thought my door was locked." I held a towel around my chest as he excused himself from the bathroom. I entered my closet after finishing my skincare routine, I wore a pair of jeans and a milk hoodie. "I have the spare key to every room in this house, remember." He muttered. "If I hadn't come in the time I did, you would have quietly drowned in your bathtub. Your bathtub Freda!" His voice quickly changed tone. There was still worry in his voice but for the first time, I had nothing to say to defend myself. It looked like I was trying to drown but I have learned to keep my head under water for a long period of time. If it got too much, I always raved for the surface. At that time, I wanted to shut out the voices that had accumulated in my head. To tell the truth, Aaron's words did hurt me. I was doing the best I could to get the most out of my training. Just when I wanted to forget that I might die pretty soon, something was just there glaring at my face. Telling me h
Freda’s POV The streets of New York were still buzzing with people who commute every day. The city never sleeps and even with a bounty on my head, it was great to take time off to witness the city by myself. It was the best time of my life, to go out there and live. Even if it was just for a few months. The pack and the clan are situated in the quietest place, far ahead in Manhattan. Where the acres of lands, regions, and territory were still very eminent. I wanted to know how they got separated from the humans but it was another story I wasn't ready to get into yet. From Manhattan, it was only a few minutes before we got to New York City. We walked through the mass of people, commuting but he held my hand in his mkt letting go. Through the bustling sounds affecting my hearing, I had to speak from the top of my lungs. "You do not have to speak so loud, I can hear even the tiniest sound. Just speak calmly, no need to wear yourself out." He smiled at me kissing me at the side of my li
Elder Phil's POV I have received an invitation from the Fates. It's been so long since the death of Eleanor. I have avoided any invitation that might spark something I wasn't ready for. I didn't need to guess who this invitation was about. The clans have been in jeopardy, there might be an uprise before anything else arises. Recently, I have spotted some rogues in my own ns seen some new transformations too, that had horribly gone wrong. The council was already divided and the Fates choose to only say anything until now. Lilian came home last night and her sister had finally had the joy of having her around unlike when she was away for three months. I couldn't deny that I didn't miss my own child, I was glad that I had some pair of eyes around here. I see them sometimes and there was a reason to protect them with everything I have. Nothing could be more intense when I think of the manner their mother died. I chose that they wouldn't suffer the same fate even if I was the one left
Elder Phil's POV "Why on earth should I be excited about your welcome?" I raised a brow in question. The Sisters of Fate were delusional if they thought I was going to honor their invitation in the first place. I had no choice because I wanted to pick their brain a little. There was something that they knew that was going to help my case in discovering this new girl that the moon had blessed Alfred with. "Where is your offering?" One of the sisters released her hoodie and her white eyes met mine. "You were the one that sent an invitation. As much as I am not excited about your welcome, I honored it. So…" they stared at each other before heading to the day's agenda. "The clans are in jeopardy, that's your worry. One of you would be the rise and downfall of all packs. Be careful Phil." I scoffed. "I have always been careful about what you guys came here to tell me. Of course, I know the pack would be in jeopardy. Who is steering this uprising?" I was already flaring up. The S
Freda's POV I started training with the others, who were most likely to be new but it was hard to tell I was still human. Although I still had the perks of being a wolf, I could still hear sounds and see far ahead. It made it really cool to want to be one, a werewolf. My mind had been wandering to the people I knew back home, would I still be the same Freda that had in mind? Obviously, I had changed but I wouldn't want the new me to be a hindrance to their memory. All of these were inevitable, no matter how I tried to think about it. I just had to face what was coming to me. I ate a little this morning because I didn't want to feel heavy during the training. With the number of us that were here to train, I preferred when it was just me. They all seemed to know each other, what bothered me was that they knew me. They didn't just know me, they knew me as a bounty firm that was close to the Alpha. Speaking of which, I had not seen Alpha in three days. I had slept on my side of the be
Freda's POV Relief. Relief was what I felt after I gave her a taste of her own medicine. She had dragged my hair and I must say she was a bit aggressive. I hated the self-righteous bitch like nothing else. She had no right to tell me that because I have minded my business and nothing could take back what she had said that made this all look like a sham. She was still trying to stage me to the mud when Aaron came between us. "What the fuck is wrong with you guys?" He separated us."What happened?" We were both quiet as I stared at the blonde who was fuming red with anger. What she had said hurt me that made me push back tears from my eyes. All of a sudden, she was all hot tears that could fill a bucket. I contorted trying to make sense of this drama that she had chosen to start all by herself. It was like a dream time that someone who was acting all corny a minute and the next minute, could be so pitiful and full of sympathy. "I stumbled on a rock and collided with her. It wasn'
Freda's POV What hurt the most was that one bitch could make me feel all of that anger, when I did nothing wrong. Maybe I was a bit hostile to her at first but she had stepped on me which I overlooked. Now, it may seem that I was favored and privileged because I fell in love with Alfred who happened to be their leader. There was a bang on the door. "Come on Freda, you do not want me to open the door." I ignored his attempts to talk me into opening the door for him. I stayed at the edge of my bed clearly upset as I stared at the wall. The pain only got worse as I knew that he was at the other end of the door. Before I knew it, the door was opened. "I guess I should keep this key around often. Your stubbornness is quite unpredictable." He smiled. I didn't know if he was trying to crack a joke but it was a dry one. I ignored him. "So we are ignoring each other?" Silence. "Good to know." He seemed to be getting better. He was in good shape and clearly had fun being away from me. T
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