*FREYA* Aware of both the curious and angry looks in our direction I had no idea what to say to him especially with him wearing that angry expression on his face, taking a deep breath I took a step towards him. "And where is Morgana?" I asked the first thing that came to my mind. What was I supposed to say? I enjoyed pissing you so much I'd pick any opportunity to do so, plus I doubt he doesn't know it already.Suddenly he jerked me by my upper arm making me still unexpectedly, he twirled me around just like the others were doing with their partners, I stared up at him waiting for him to explode but I had a feeling he wasn't going to do that in the presence of the watchful stares of the members of his pack."You should enjoy this" He expressed calmly. "Because I assure you whatever that is coming next, I believe you shall find it quite the opposite" When my eyes widened at his statement, he simply grinned innocently at me. The smile didn't reach his eyes, I could feel his anger simme
*FREYA* I waited for him exactly where he asked me to until it almost started to feel like he had been gone in forever, I gave a bored yawn as I stood up and strode over to the window, pulling the curtains aside and the entrance came into view, few people could be spotted around the premises, the way they carried themselves, anyone who saw them would know they belong here, it doesn't matter if they show fangs or not.The sound of the door unlocking made me turn around, expecting it to be Jet my whole face lit up only to be disappointed a few seconds later as the person turned out to be a stranger. He came to a halt by the door seeing that he wasn't alone. He took me up and down as if trying to figure out a puzzle before stretching out his hand for me to take. "The name is Daren" He smiled like I'm expected to know him.I cleared my throat not making any move to take his outstretched hand. "Sorry, who are you again?" I resist the urge to roll my eyes at him. No one aside from Jet's h
*FREYA* Once I was done freshening up, Hazel directed me to Hunter's quarter and I immediately hurried there in hopes of speaking to Claire, if I could convince her enough to tell me about who the councils are. I stopped in front of the mini-mansion which is no doubt where Hunter and Claire were staring, the guards let me in with no difficulties. I approached the front door, rang the doorbell then waited for someone to open it.The door was opened by Hunter who was on his way out, he directed one of his gentle smiles in my direction before walking away, leaving the wide open for me, in all the time I have known him, he barely talks, just nodded and smile. I believe he is just a man of few words like Jet was before I met him, now I'm pissing him off so much he had to learn how to communicate better. The thought made me smile."And may I dare ask what is causing you to smile like that?" I looked at Claire at the sound of her voice, I was so engrossed in my thinking I didn't hear her ap
*FREYA* After the interesting conversation I had with Claire a few minutes ago, I went back into the house because I was so sick with rage at Morgana acting all sweet and sunshine in front of everyone like she didn't just threaten me a few times back. I stopped short in front of Jet's study knowing he would be there.I proceed to knock a few more times and when there was no response, I pushed the door open, finding it empty. The computer monitor at the corner of his desk seems to be left on including his laptop, curiously I strolled across to take a look.Since he has the habit of not telling me anything what if I just find it out myself? I had barely settled on the chair when the door swing open and Jet stood by the entrance watching me narrowly, I couldn't tell if he was annoyed with me or not.I coughed realizing my hand have been caught in the cookie jar, I slowly got up from the chair and said cheerfully. "Just the person I was hoping to see" He raised his eyebrow in question, p
*FREYA* Unexpectedly the door jerked open Hunter wandered in and then paused at the scene before him, me against the wall and Jet's fingers around my throat, probably understanding what was going on, he hurriedly neared us and hauled Jet away from me."What the bloody hell! You are frightening her" Hunter quickly launches into an explanation just as Jet turned to face him.That seemed to calm him down cause when he stared at me again, his eyes had gone back to their normal colour, not giving him the chance to talk I murmured a few excuses under my breath before strolling out and taking off to my room.I sat in front of my dressing mirror a few seconds later, my palm slightly rubbing at my throat, it doesn't hurt as much as I thought it would and the fact that I had found such action arousing shocked the hell out of me. I could have easily let him dominate me right there, I would've given in to him but something stopped me.The fact that nothing around here makes sense and I wasn't go
*FREYA*I turned on my side reaching for Jet, only to find the space beside me, I opened my eyes stretching slightly and then slide out of bed. Someone knocked on the door and I went over to open it, not surprised when Hazel and two maids I didn't recognized walked into the room with breakfast."Morning milady, I trust you have a nice rest?" She required moving over to the window to spread the curtains aside allowing sunshine to pour into the room.After the maids exited, I veered around. "I did, how about you?" I asked absently since my attention was on the juicy meal in front of me, but when she didn't reply, I twirled around to look at her. "Hey, why do you have that look on your face?" I demanded hating the way her eyes were downcast, since I've known her she was always happy, it's rare to see Hazel sad and whatever that had made her feel this way must be serious."Do not worry, I shall be fine" She replied. "Now what colour of dress are you in the mood for today?" She cheerfully
*FREYA*I was on the point of twisting the door of Jet's office when the door handle turned on its own, I stepped back as the door unlocked and Morgana walked out, she shut the door behind her and I waited for her to move away but she didn't instead she blocked me from reaching for the door."Could you please step away from the door?" I asked as politely as I could muster wondering what she was up to. Usually, she's so eager to be out of my way that is if she is not blithering me about something."Jet does not wish to see you" She answered grabbing me by my arm and starting away from the door. "Perhaps I shall tell you all about the heat" That caught my attention and I tried not to let my curiosity get the better of me, I wanted to hear it from Jet and for all people, the last person I'm willing to listen to would be Morgana. I'm even still trying to figure out what her deal is.I tried twisting my arms free of her grasp to no avail, she's awfully strong for a girl. "Let me go, I have
*FREYA* It took a while after that for me to process her words or how to react but for some weird reason I felt like I was missing something, I jerked upward keeping a safe distance away from her until I comprehend whatever madness is going on here. I took a deep breath to calm myself down cause I could feel panic starting to surface."What do you know about Dane's Family?" I blurted out instead, ignoring the confusing look she first darted in my direction probably not expecting me to say that."What does that have to do with the heat you are experiencing right now? We need to get you to Jet" She reported."Take me to Jet then what? I'm not supposed to feel this way and I'm not going to do anything about it until I find out what Jet and all of you are hiding from me. I deserve to know" I yelled slapping a hand over my forehead in frustration. "Let's just go home please" "You are stressed out," She remarked then help me get on the horse, all the while I had to bite my lips to stop mys
FREYA I stretched out on the bed the following morning when I woke up, moaning with satisfaction when my bones cracked into place. I rolled on my side, finding the spot empty. After Hunter had communicated with us last night, the atmosphere around the house had gotten better but I was still worried about Jet. Grabbing the bedside robe, I climbed out of bed to check the bathroom but it was empty, causing me to frown a little. Approaching my dressing mirror, I tamed out my brush from the drawers and started to brush my hair. I love brushing my hair, it’s a habit that calms me down whenever I’m done. As a knock sounded on the door, I dropped the brush and smiled. “Come in Hazel.” I called out and a second or so later, she appeared in the room. “Morning milady, did you sleep well?” She inquired, walking over to my closet. “I heard Lady Camille said you will be attending the woman council meeting later in the day, so you need me to get anything ready for you?” “Not really but I’ll nee
FREYA “Stop!” Claire yelled, her voice breaking as Hayley stalked towards me. “Leave them alone, I will come with you.” She declared, her eyes looking unseemly at a particular spot, I followed the direction of her gaze and soon realised why, Hayley had stabbed Hunter with a silver knife, causing him to bleed out. If care is not taken, he will no doubt bleed to death. Pushing all distractions out of my head, I turned inward, searching through the corner of my mind from Jet. I could feel him, which tells me he’s alive but I couldn’t hear him. “Jet?” I whispered into his conscience. “If you can hear me, do not let Sophie breathe no matter what, if she cannot breathe then she cannot think, which means she cannot cast a spell. Someone else is here waiting for a signal from her, I’ll distract her until Sophie stops fighting so you can come back here and help.” I finished, refocusing my attention back to Claire. As much as I wanted to assure Claire, I couldn’t take the risk of Hayley find
FREYA Everyone including the servants came outside to see what was happening, the more I stared at it, the more I shivered from the darkness radiating from it or it may be because I knew who was behind it—Sophie and she’s closer than we think. Hurrying back to the castle, regretting the fact that I had to wake Jet up when he clearly needed to sleep. “Everyone inside at once! It’s safe indoors.” I shouted as they made way for me to pass, whatever that dark cloud was doing up there, can’t be anything good. I arrived at our bedroom a short while later, walking up to Jet and gently shook him awake. “Fae?” He looked at me with confusion, probably wondering why I had woken him. “Have I been asleep for a long time?” “No and I regret waking up but there’s something you need to see.” I gestured towards the window and without any further question, he looked outside the window, a cold, angry expression settling over his face immediately. “I’m going to check this out with Hunter, ensure that
FREYA Several minutes after everyone departed from our bedroom, Jet still held me in his arms, as if to truly convince himself I was truly fine which I totally get. These past few weeks have been filled with anxiety and what if’s, not knowing if I would make it as a vampire or at all. With my face buried in his chest, I soaked up the feeling of being close to me. Every emotion I felt, felt heightened. I felt more connected to Jet than I’ve ever been, while before I could sense his emotions but not feel them the way I do now. The rhythm of his heartbeat matched mine, beating together as one. I could feel his emotions, overwhelmed by his love for me. We sat there in silence, with him just holding me until I moved slightly back to look up at him. Sensing my eyes on him, he looked down at me, his lips curving into a small smile. “One day, you will be able to shift, for now your human side is preventing you probably because its not used to this new feeling. Make no mistake, you do have
FREYA I knew they were all worried about me that night when the living room was filled up, somehow everyone had an excuse to be there. Jet wanted to spend time with me, which isn’t exactly out of character. Hunter wanted to discuss business with him, which they usually do in Jet’s office. Kale wanted to have wine, I actually forgot about his own excuse cause I wasn’t paying attention. I was distracted when Camille strolled in, claiming she wanted to talk about the refugees with Claire and Hazel havors around, pretending to be serving snacks which she has finished serving several minutes ago and is just sticking around like everyone else. Trisha sought my eyes from across the room, a knowing smile on her face. “Well, the moon has been up for about an hour now and nothing has happened yet. I know you’re all worried about Freya, but I think she’s going to be fine.” She informed them. “We know that, it is nice being together like this, we do not spend much time together anymore becaus
FREYA “How?” I asked, my voice filled with surprise as he untied the ribbon around the small box, revealing a large emerald gemstone with white band around it. Somehow, it clicked in my head, making my lips spread in a smile. “This was part of your trip?” “I was watching human mating ceremonies, especially from the place you come from. Generally, there are a lot of different human mating ceremonies, how do you people know which one to stick to?” He inquired, removing the ring from its box and then comparing it side by side with my eyes. “I thought as much, I knew it would make them sparkle.” He remarked, more to himself than me. “Hold on, you’ve been thinking about this for a while now?” I laughed a little, I didn’t even think to go there, I mean seeing that there’s nothing marking the mating ceremony here, thoughts of a wedding never crossed my mind even though I’ve wanted the ceremony more than I wanted to be married. “I think about a lot of things…” his voice turned dangerously
FREYA We sat side by side in silence beside the grave, no words needed to be said, I understood that, and allowed him to brood in silence. My mind drifted to my Mom and I felt my heart tightened in my chest, the thought that I’d never see her again, at times I purposely didn't think of her as I wanted to believe she’s still alive. “I have to accept she’s gone.” I turned to look at him. “My mom I mean, and I can’t do this without saying goodbye.” “What are you suggesting?” He inquired, plucking out a nearby rose and inserting it in my hair. I smiled. “I’m thinking of going back home, outside of the island to say goodbye to my Mom, I never got the chance to see her and when she died, I sort of blamed her for things she has no control over. I understand better now so I want to confront those emotions, after the full moon of course.” I stood up, my eyes glued to the graves. He nodded, exhaling. “That we shall do.” “Not we…” I shook my head, taking hold of his hands in mine and squee
FREYA “Hi…” I whispered playfully, while wrapping my arms around his neck. “Come here,” he lifted me up, pulling me close to his masculine body and I instantly wrapped my legs around his waist, to keep myself balanced on him. Once we were in position, he reached behind me to turn off the shower since it was hardly pouring down on any of us. Turning swiftly, he pressed me against the shower wall, his mouth immediately fussing with mine. I kissed him back with the same wanton passion, dragging my nails along the muscle of his shoulders. An action that made him groan against my neck as he started peppering kisses there. His hands gripped my butt, squeezing the plump flesh, sending a jolt of arousal through my body, I jerked in response, letting out a breathless moan that encouraged him to do it again and again, until I felt my wetness dripping out of me. I arched against the wall, giving him more access to my throat, every where he touched felt electrified. Each time I think sex wit
FREYA In order to distract myself from the emotions coursing through me like a wave of hurricane, I channeled my thoughts into writing, so much that I didn’t know the hours had slowly slipped away until Jet came up behind me, brushing my hair away from the back of my neck, I felt his mouth there, making me smile and dropped what I was doing. Turning around, I wrapped my arms around his neck while he straightened, picking me up in the process. “Hi there…” I said, wrapping my legs around his waist. “How was your trip? Your meeting was definitely longer than I anticipated, your meal must be cold.” I informed him, searching his face for any sign of discomfort. He has always been good at masking his emotions, so even now I couldn’t read anything from his neutral expression, except the softness in his eyes when he looked at me. And despite the things we worked out together, I didn’t expect them to start taking effect immediately, old habits take a while to die. Removing one of my hands