FREYA'S POV:
The chilly silence is more painful than the embarrassment flooding through me while I sit there covered in fluid.I can’t even look up at Silas, wondering the look he would be giving me right now.The crowd reacts finally and all I hear is laughter that echoes around me incessantly. Just like that, I’ve become some sort of laughing stock to the whole school — most likely to Xena and Silas as well.I bite my quivering lips, squeezing my eyes shut.I’m fine, no matter what I was going to be fine.I don’t notice when the flames from the arrow start a fire that licks up the flammable liquid spilled everywhere. In seconds, it runs up the trail to a larger puddle around me, bursting into a flaming wall of fire that engulfs everything around me.Too shocked to move, overcome by my fight adrenaline response, I remain frozen in place till Silas tackles me out of the way before the burning flames combust around me.I open my eyes, breathing hardSILAS' POV:“So… what’s with you and Freya”“There’s nothing between she and I except the bet.”I walk to the exit of the small shack, having no reason to be here anymore. He tags along, following closely behind and ignoring the obvious cues I’ve been giving him to leave me.“It doesn’t seem like just that, Silas.”I pause in my steps. “What are you insinuating right now?“You’ve never risked your relationship with Elena for one of your bets before. You draw a line at that. Now you’re choosing one as your partner for the solstice event?”I can understand the origin of his doubt. I admit to myself things have been a bit different with Freya and at varying points, spiraled beyond my expectations. I find myself going out of my way to please her, doing things I’ve never done or considered doing for anyone else, but I tell myself that Freya also isn’t like other girls. She’s more witty and daring, going against the flow of the crowd and not flin
FREYA'S POV:The beating organ in my chest pulses at an abnormal rate to a faster rhythm. My wolf howls within me, urging me to let it all go and take his hand, risk it all and follow him — and let him in.My cautious nature takes over and I hesitate again.“Don’t tell me you’re going to leave me hanging.” He’s so smug and prideful, yet there’s something that draws me to him that I can’t seem to understand. It should appall me but I find it intriguing.I stretch out my hand to his but then wary, I pull it back.“How am I sure you’re not trying to kidnap me and sell my organs to some shady organization?” I’m speaking gibberish now. Maybe it’s to hide my fear or whatever it is inside me.He laughs out, not expecting my answer.“I’m sure you have beautiful organs but right now, I’m interested in the completely whole Freya.”It’s stupid but I laugh, despite the coldness on the tips of my fingers from my anxiety.“Just give me a chance,
FREYA'S POV: Unfortunately, though as against his promise, we don’t make it back before Xena is done taking her bath. By the time I’m back, she’s full-on panicking and about to report me missing.After an hour of intense chiding, she finally settles down. We laugh and finally fall asleep.The rest of the week runs by with me taking extra care in being invisible and unseen. The rumors about my performance still actively spreads around school and I try my very best to ignore them altogether. Xena sticks closely with me, threatening every Bill and Harry that dares to even whisper my name with her eyes. The effect results in complete silence where ever we go but I don’t mind it. Infact, it's everything I need and more.And then, the first day of the solstice event arrives.School hours are apparently cut in half, which for me is the only good thing that comes with it. It’s funny how a few days ago, I had been excited by the idea of it. Now,
FREYA'S POV:The solstice festival is riddled with games of different categories. Students compete to win and winners are honored by the Alpha king. It’s the highest honor one can get as a student and it opens bright possibilities for the future. The various categories included; archery, spear throwing, sparring and tug of war, all of which Xena was participating in — except spear throwing. I still don’t know why and no matter how hard I have tried to pry the information from her, she was adamant about keeping me in the dark, which resulted in more curiosity of course.The first category to begin is archery. I had hoped it would be a long while before I set my eyes on another bow and arrow again but here I am.The participants line up with their gear, ready to begin. From my spot, I see Xena in her attire, hair tied up and looking all badass with her bow. She pulls off the whole Artemis look effortlessly. I want to scream her name out but my whole judge ac
FREYA'S POV:Xena crashed onto the soft plush bed layered with wool and cotton covers, sighing in sweet relief. The warm bath definitely did a lot of good to her tensed-up joints and generally relaxed her after the most tasking day of flaunting her goddess-given talents.I sat stiffly on the edge of my bed with a small smile — a small forced smile. Behind it though, the various thoughts revolving around her ominous history with her supposed rival and now past ex, swirl endlessly in my mind.I smile nevertheless, because what else am I supposed to do about it? I want to pry so badly that the edges of my forced smile cracks a little but I reinforce it. It’s a delicate topic and I need to gently slide it out of her, like a very greasy baby.“I am so out of it. I think I’m going to call it a night.”“Right now? No way.”“I have to. I’m participating in tomorrow’s sparring category, remember?”Darn it! I had forgotten about that one.“Well… there
FREYA'S POV:I read the message on my phone for the tenth time since I had received it. She had given little to no detail on what we were going to talk about — if she had gotten over our argument, if she was still pissed. Her words had been very curt and simple.‘We need to talk, meet me below the school in the basement.’She proceeded to give a most detailed direction on how to get there, probably imagining that I’d have trouble finding my way. Honestly, it felt a little ominous to me but I’m desperate right now. If she was finally ready to let me in, I would do it in a place she was most comfortable in — even if it was below the school, in restricted areas students were not allowed to walk into.But would she really forgive me? Would we go back to how things were?A part of me begins regretting rejecting Silas’ offer to tag along. I had seen it as an effort to only bother me further but the company would have done well to keep my negative thoughts at
SILAS' POV:“I don’t know. I never texted her.”Suddenly, my wolf is on high alert and I’m standing on my feet. I can’t remain still. I’m overwhelmed with emotions that rattle me too much.“What do you mean you didn’t text her?” I growl lowly. Something’s not right. My gut speaks louder now. My gut was never wrong.“I haven’t been with my phone all morning. It’s been missing from my bag.” She’s shivering now from the menacing pressure of my Alpha dominance, compelling her to tell me everything she knows.I’ve heard it’s a painful feeling, almost like suffocation. I uncontrollably unleash it, forcing her to bow her head and avoid my eyes while she trembles.Freya… Where the hell is she? Always getting into trouble the moment I look away. I shouldn’t have let her go alone, no matter how insistent she had been on going alone. I should have atleast sent someone with her, knowing she’s a walking trouble magnet.“Fuck!” I slam my fist agains
FREYA'S POV:I feel my lungs slowly collapsing.It’s harder to breathe than a few minutes ago. My consciousness goes away from me as my body grows light. I don’t know if it’s due to the lack of oxygen or the silver around me shutting down my entire system forcefully… and then the pain. Pain like fire burns against my flesh as I grow weaker but my light-headedness seems to calm the effect.My vision blurs even more and I wonder, is this how I leave this earth?I think of Xena and I feel guilt and sadness. I had really wanted her to smile at me once more. I really wanted us to get along really well.Adam… Lucas… We could have been really close friends.Silas…His warm smile lingers in my mind. The melodious echo of his sweet laughter resounds in my ear. Had it always sounded so pretty? It had actually. I realize I just never really wanted to admit to myself how much I wanted to hear him laugh over and over again at anything, even at
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