FREYA’S POV:Of course, the necklace wouldn’t have been kept alongside the rest of the family crap that had been on display back at the museum.This is what crosses my mind while Silas carefully places the jewelry round my neck, clasping it in place.I turn to my reflection, looking at the image of myself next to Silas, like a pair. The beautiful necklace adorned on my neck and the wizard’s crouched form watching us and snickering to himself.“You know… my grandfather believed it had some sort of power.” He says now, looking at both of us through the reflection, oblivious to the wizard staring back at us.“Power? Like magic?” I ask, looking up at him as my ears perk up.Is that why the wizard wants it so desperately? Because of it’s magic?Silas chuckles at my words.“Not that I believe in any of that but yeah, it’s rumored to be.” He admits.From his reaction, I can see he’s a total unbeliever; if only he knew how real it is and that it’s the reason we met and why I can be here wit
FREYA’S POV:“Are you okay?”He leans even closer to brush my messed up hair that’s blocking half my face.I unintentionally flinch away, putting more distance between us. I’m still jittery from before.“Freya?”It’s only now I remember I’m in the passage seat of his car, hours after the whole threatening experience with the wizard.He’s not here anymore.For now.I seat up straight, nodding my head too much in a desperate attempt to prove that I am when, infact, I’m terrified and scared of the person I had sought out to make a deal with.Now, my life would most likely be in impending danger.“I’m fine.” I smile wide as possible, adding a forced chuckle.The worry in his eyes doesn’t leave, however. He watches me carefully, debating on if to pry further or let me be.The air between us is still strained.Even with the mini picnic he had set up in Narnia, our conversation was bland. He kept joking around, I kept looking away from anything that had a reflective surface. I think I’m sca
SILAS’ POV:Before I can head back to my room, I make my way to the girl’s dorm, minutes after I’m sure Freya’s made it to her room.Part of my way of showing to her just how invested I am in making this work, I plan on keeping all my promises and that includes putting an end to this betrothal to Elena and facing all repercussions that may arise from my father’s part for disobedience.All the while making sure that she’d be safe.Never had I once thought, from the first day running into her in those hallways, that I’d be here wishing to be next to her with every passing moment.For this reason, I walk into Elena’s empty room easily once I’m sure half the dorm is fast asleep.The fact that her roommate is still suspended makes it even easier to remain undetected till she shows up.I’m sitting casually on her bed once she finally arrives minutes later and the door pulls open.Elena steps in, clad in her white bathrobe, humming to herself while bobbing her shoulders to an imaginary rhyth
FREYA’S POV:“Silas? What are you doing here?”He pauses on the spot, looking at me with a suddenly startled expression and surprise.If anyone should be surprised, I should be. He’s at the girl’s dorm when everyone’s getting to bed, tiptoeing right past my room.I look back towards the direction he’s coming from and where he’s most likely heading to. Sure enough, he’s leaving but where has he been?“Where are you coming from?” I ask out loud, pondering on it out of curiosity.“Freya… Okay, I need you to believe me on this. I’m coming from Elena’s room but before you start thinking about it; no, we didn’t do anything, nothing happened either. It was strictly business.” He begins explaining and unfolds the very same document I had seen hours earlier.“See? I just needed her to sign it and make it official. I was straight with her and left immediately after the conversation was over.”“Silas, relax.” I say, calm once he begins filling in so much info that’s not really needed.He calms d
CHAPTER 127:FREYA’S POV:I have never slept so peacefully in the longest time, never woken up feeling fully rejuvenated and relaxed, and feeling it right now was a whole new different sensation.It’s heavenly, paired with the strange sense of warmth and comfort wrapped around me. I hear gentle and slow breath and a softly thumping heart beat, like a lullaby.I sigh, enjoying every moment and cuddling even deeper to the warm brick wall head rest — before I realize there’s no such thing as a brick wall with a head rest, and the bed is too soft to be mine.My eyes fly open and I realize where I am. How I had gotten here. Memories of last night filters in.That’s right, I was too scared to go back to sleep and followed him back here. We made out and cuddled till… I guess till we both dozed off.Now, it’s morning and there’s school today.“Shit.” I whisper. The sun’s rays seeping through the room were already too bright. It’s definitely past eight, give or take a few minutes.“Silas.” I
FREYA’S POV:I hang my head low enough to hide my face away from his view, covering the rest with the towel.But he insistently leans closer, looking all over me like I’m some sort of anomaly.My heart is pulsing faster because I really don’t want to be caught sneaking into the boy’s bathroom with Silas. The entire student body isn't too kind when sharing gossip about anyone. They could possibly mix an imaginary orgy into the real story.“I’ve never seen a male wolf so… tiny.” He comments.While he’s all up in my personal space and I’m retreating back, Silas steps up from behind me.He’s a head taller than my harasser and looks down at him like he’s the scum of earth, with a glare that even I find terrifying.It seems it's only now the harasser notices Silas behind me because his face turns as white as paper.“Do we have a problem?” He asks, raising a brow at the kid and traumatizing him in the process.“Uhm… uh…n-no… I j-just… uh—” He begins stuttering while his body visibly tremble
“You’re a monster.” I mumble against his chest with both my hands wrapped round his neck while he carries me in his hands back to the room.His chest vibrates while his chuckles.“I did warn you.” he points out.“Four fucking rounds and you didn’t even let me catch a single breath in between. My legs aren’t going to be able to walk properly for a week!” I protest pulling my face from his bare chest and glaring up at him.It was supposed to be a simple bath before heading out to get something to eat, now I don’t even have enough strength to go anywhere especially with the soreness between my legs.He hadn’t even bothered to show mw mercy, even though it had felt amazing. The satisfaction I feel could last me an entire month.Who am I kidding, if he kisses me again in a few minutes I’d probably be ready to go again.My tummy suddenly growls again, louder and fiercer, begging for a single morsel of food just as we reach the room and Silas kicks the door open.“I should have just gone bac
The week flies by like a breeze, a soft gentle one with the sweetest memories that I will forever hold closest to my heart.I’m yet to tell Silas about everything like the hypocrite I am.Countless times I’d walk up to him or drag him to a corner to speak my mind, but then he’d kiss my forehead and look down at me so sweetly that knowing I’m about to ruin that precious smile has me second guessing if I should in fact say something.Days passed till today, my finally chance at saying something to him. I can’t miss it.Ii need to tell him today.Knowing this fact has me waking up on the worst side of bed today.I groan tossing and turning and it takes a few minutes for me to accept that my body won’t be able to fall into deep slumber again today so I stand up.First thing I notice is Xena’s absence.It’s a Saturday morning so we’re not having any classes and yet she had already gotten up and dressed her bed up?I don’t dwell too much on it thinking probably she’s just out doing somethin
FREYA’S POV:I’m floating on the softest cloud ever, hovering over everyone else down below.I don’t want it is but there’s no sense of pain or strife within me… only peace.I’m finally at peace with every conflicting thought I’ve ever had about myself and everything around me, my friends… my new family. I regret nothing, and even if I could go back in time, I’d change nothing.It as though I’ve been reborn into my new self with a new dawn and beginning staring back at me.I don’t remember what kind of dream I have when my eyes finally open from this deep slumber but it leaves a sense of complete fulfillment and happiness.Once my eyes are open, I’m staring right up at the ceiling and quickly know that’s I’m in another new environment again.I groggily seat up, groaning once the pain in my lower back hits and suddenly feeling weight on my thigh.The weight being Xena passed off on my lap.This moment reminds me of all the times she’s stuck right by my bedside every single time I pass
FREYA’S POV:Luckily for me he actually shuts up unable to come up with anything else once it’s clear that I’m not going to budge at all.I take both his hands and with enough force smash against the chains with the same stone, continuously; hard with my stored up anger with whatever messed up fate I was born with.Like I don’t even get to rest for a week, or month before something major is pulled over me.Eventually it begins to crack under the pressure and finally breaks apart giving both his arm freedom.Instead of standing up, however, he falls back against the wall groaning in much more pain and clutching at his chest.“Silas!” I reach for him pulling him up again.“Freya… you should know, they gave me another toxic dose of wolfsband before locking me up. I can barely move or get us out of here. This is your last chance to get out of here and save yourself.” He says in a strained voice breaking out in cold sweat.“No way… you’re coming with me one way or another.” I say trying ha
FREYA’S POV:No matter how hard I try to focus on it I can’t seem to connect with Silas anymore adding more to my currently panicking state.I can’t help but think the worse especially with how bad he had sounded before I wasn’t able to hear him again.He’s definitely not safe or okay… I can feel it in the pit of my gut.Something extremely vile is going on.And he expects me to just abandon it all and leave?No fucking way I’m not.I walk up ahead towards the exit seeing a few unconscious bodies in my way as I walk by before I’m just by the doors to freedom where the other three are casually waiting from me.Xena stands up abruptly moving over to me.“How was it? Were you able to link with him?” She asks expectantly and all their eyes look up to me as well, expecting some form of newsGood news.I suck in my trembling breathe before I can speak.“Elena’s gone crazy and started some kind of usurp. Silas and his parents are currently captured… and the wizard I was talking about… someho
SILAS’ POV:“Magic?” I turn to Father, staring at him in disbelief but he doesn’t bother looking my way, probably because he doesn’t believe I deserve an explanation.“Oh… you didn’t know?” Elena says, focusing on me. “This family heirloom you see here is a magic artifact that was stolen by your great grandmother from a small group of wizards and used against them to force their submission.”She explains, dangling it right in my face.“You knew this?” I ask him again but he doesn’t bother looking my way.“She took the artifact from the magic users because they were abusing the power and using it to terrorize the people. Taking it was for our protection.” He explains instead.“Liars!” Elena yells out suddenly loud but her voice is different from before.It sounds merged with a male’s deeper voice, echoing her words immediately she says them.“You took the power for yourselves and used it selfishly.” She adds as her purple eyes begin glowing.I’m caught between thinking this is just an
SILAS’ POV:“What is this about now?” He snaps once we’re alone on the balcony.It’s just weird how he hasn’t noticed it, the hint of animosity oozing out of Elena and her father, after how it seems to be that they’re closely keeping an eye on every single thing we’ve been doing since they’ve walked in.“This isn’t the time to be a bastard of a father, so just listen to me.” I snap, easily provoked.“If this is your plan to ruin years of hard work I’ve put into this agreement, I’ll have to remind you whose life is at stake.” He points out cruelly without batting an eyelash.Again, he doesn’t bother to hear a single thing I have to say, which irks me even more. How can someone be so prideful that they can’t see what’s in front of them?“How loyal do you think Crescent moon pack is to the throne?” I ask.“Of course, no one can ever be loyal enough. We have more than a handful of wolf packs looking for a chance to overthrow us and take the mantle of power for themselves, and that’s why w
SILAS’ POV:It took what feels like an extra day since Father’s visit before I’m finally let out of my cell to change into a tux, of course for the dinner that’s scheduled tonight.My full strength hasn’t returned, so I don’t bother escaping and searching for Freya. I need to wait for the perfect time, when my strength is at its peak again.Once I’m dressed in the suit, however, two metal cuffs linked together by chains and most definitely laced with silver are clasped onto both my arms, restricting my movement.“Alpha’s orders; so you don’t go wolfing out when we least expect It.” The guard explains, tossing the key into his pocket.My old man had really considered everything. Keeping me in chains during said dinner to also to show the in-laws that he has me under his thumb this time and I won’t pull any funny business again.Interesting.Once secured, I’m escorted into a limo just outside, waiting to take me back home and farther from the place he has Freya locked up.I’m skeptical
FREYA’S POV:More than a few hours, and possibly a whole day have gone by since I gained consciousness, and I still can’t feel Silas.My wolf grows even more panicked as I feel bare and stripped for some reason. It’s weird how I’ve lived without it for years but days after receiving the bond and strengthening it, it almost feels like I just can’t live without it.The silence and white walls around aren’t helping at all.“Hey guys, wanna play a game to pass time?” Lucas yells out so I can hear what he’s saying.“Really, even now, you want to be goofy?” Xena admonishes him, probably with her eyes.“What? There’s nothing else to do.” He points out and he’s not wrong at all.But it won’t be easy focusing my mind on being calm… not when Silas is missing.“How long do you think it’s going to take before King Darius holds the mating ceremony?” I ask out loud, not really expecting an answer.“He’s going to want to get things sooner, so maybe we’re looking at five days, if not sooner.” Lucas
FREYA’S POV:“Freya… Freya…”The voice that seems a distance away summons my conscious mind back into my body and my groggy eyes slowly lift open.It takes a moment for my blurry vision to take shape and I can finally make out exactly where I am again, and where the voice is coming from.First off, I realize I’m in a cell room.How do I know?Same white walls just like before, resembling an asylum… probably designed to ensure that prisoners lose their grasp on reality and lose their minds.Man, I had never thought I’d somehow find myself back here, but here I am, trapped in prison again.Only difference with this room is the very tiny window high up on the wall to the other room; the hole that the voice seeps in.Second thing I realize is just how familiar the voice is.“Freya…” It calls out again like a harsh whisper.“Xena?” I croak, still having a dry throat.“Oh my god!” Her voice goes octaves higher and suddenly sounds extremely ecstatic. “Oh my God, Freya… You’re awake!”Yes I a
SILAS’ POV:The force of cold and chilling water splashing across my face forces my consciousness to come crashing back into my body.I immediately go on defense, remembering the last thing I had witnessed while gasping for air but I’m far from where I had been the last time, my eyes were open.Instead of the wet and muddy earth of the forest and sturdy trees around, I’m kneeling in a plain room with white walls and both my arms are heavily chained away from my body.And right in front of me is my father, sitting calmly.My rage returns only in seconds as I lurch forward after him, tugging at the chains to break them, but I’m pulled back by the unbreakable metal once my strength is unable to do so much.“Laced with Silver.” He points out just how much of my efforts are being wasted with my struggling.Even with that, I continue my struggle like a rabid dog thirsty for blood for a few more minutes before the fatigue actually begins to settle in.“Don’t try to fight too much and waste y