FREYA'S POV:
Now, it’s either Norman is just too dumb and mistaking the scent he's getting as something else…Or, something was definitely wrong.Even if he was as dumb as the chicken from Moana, a wolf’s instinct was impeccable.We could differentiate between the ranking of wolves easily with just a whiff of the scents they give off or their aura.Still, there was no way…It wasn’t possible.The potion couldn’t have worn off so suddenly.He continues sniffing and then his eyes fall on me, dead serious.“What?”He says nothing, stepping closer to me.“You…”At this point, I’m shaking in my seat. I’m sweating like a pig, my underarms soaked in perspirationNo way, no way, no way.He stares at me suspiciously as I tremble.“The smell’s coming from you.”Fuck.Run.My mind screams for me to run as he slowly creeps in closer to me, trying to verify his new theory.I leap from my seat quickly, taking a big stFREYA'S POV:The case of the mysterious Omega smuggling themselves past security and into school died very quickly and didn’t spread as much as I had feared. I guess that’s the difference between the new building I was in and the previous one.It seems struggling students had much less attention span to carry a hot topic long enough to do damage or bother themselves with it. Maybe being sent here has a few hidden blessings.Norman, as well, had concluded the mysterious omega had somehow settled their scent on me. I didn’t argue and let him believe whatever he wanted to as long as my secret’s safe.Now, the main dilemma of all this load of shit threatening the very life I’m fighting for plagued my mind. The minimum sleep I had held within my grasp slid away from me.I’m constantly on edge for when my Alpha scent would fade and I would be in danger. It could be anywhere and anytime. It was terrifying, anticipating when next my life would be
FREYA'S POV: The brief encounter with Adam is enough to make the rest of my day less of a dread and brighter…just a tad bit, and it feels much worse when he leaves finally.The silence is enough to trigger my thoughts again. I’m more than relieved once the final bell rings and the last class for the day dismisses.I grab my homework and a few textbooks in my bag and walk straight to the female dormitory with plans of crashing onto my bed and drifting into a deep sleep — anything to lose consciousness for a while.If it’s possible, I would sleep for months, or sleep my way till all this was over.I mostly pride myself on being too tough to crack under pressure yet here I am, looking for an easy way out.I push the doors into the familiar tall, brick building with it's architecture similar to a mini castle which was still pretty big, and move over to the grand stairwell, making my way to my room floor.Flamboyant giggling up ahead becomes very apparent and
FREYA'S POV: I had always imagined that if a time would come and Xena and I had to fight off a two-person team of girls, it would be a tag team kind of situation, like in wrestling.But damn, was I wrong?She was a full team on her own, pouncing like a lioness while I sat on the side and watched it unfold.Sadly, all the initial screaming had attracted attention and security was pulling us apart before more damage could be dealt.“You crazy brute! You worthless pig!” Elena screeched wickedly while being held back by the guard. “I’m going to rip your eyes out when I get the chance!” She screamed again.Her threats were directed at Xena who was also being held on the side.“Why don’t you come closer and say that to my face?” Xena threatens, attempting to free herself from the two built men holding her back.Elena remains silent for a moment, for the first time not trying to break away from the guy holding her back.I see what you did there.I w
FREYA'S POV: We cry for seconds that feel like an eternity and at the last minute, I don’t want to let go. I’m scared that when the moment ends, I will be alone again. It’s weird but the thought hunts me. However, I release her when she gently eases herself away to look at me.“You have me okay?”I nod, sniffling.“You can tell me anything. I won’t judge, even if you secretly do like Silas.”I chuckle at her persistence, but still nod.“I don’t have a crush on him though.” I say but my wolf disagrees.“Good. Promise you will stay away from him. He's more trouble than it's worth.”Now, I remain still and quiet, looking the other way."Promise?" She pushes now.“I can’t.”“What do you mean you can’t? He’s the reason your life is in shambles right now, yet you won’t stay away?”“I wish I could.”I wish it was that simple.I really did wish I could forget him, delete him from my life, and start afresh and find happiness
FREYA'S POV: He smiles back at me widely, his familiar grin lights up his face that had seemed so gloomy the last time we spoke.A wide array of emotions engulfs me all at once, but shock carries most of the weight.“He’s a special case, so we need you to help him feel comfortable.” The school counselor adds sweetly.He was most definitely a special case for sure. This answers so many questions. Ofcourse, it would be Silas. Only the Alpha king’s authority is high enough for a student to easily change programs just ‘cause they were struggling a bit in school.The only question I want to ask is how he was able to do it. I know for a fact King Darius wouldn’t like the idea of his son being in here.I simply nod, my words failing me.***They let us finally leave the office after finalizing a few things in his transfer documents.The air is silent between us as we walk towards class now. Like pin drop silence, which is very u
FREYA'S POV:His lips just barely touch mine and I feel the warmth of his exhaled breath on my face. Again my eyes move to his lips against my will. I can’t look away no matter how much I resist whatever hold he has over me.“What exactly have you been up to?”“Nothing. Ignore what Norman said.”“Norman? You’re already on a first name basis?” His frown deepens.“He’s a classmate. I’m supposed to know his name, Silas.”“No, you’re not.” He responds sternly now, his eyes growing colder yet his voice retains the low husky tone.My heart twists within me. My wolf whines in pain just from the expression on his face. I momentarily forget every single feeling of anger and resentment within me, letting myself drown deeper within him.He sighs painfully now.“You’ve been a bad girl, Freya, hiding from me for this long.”I want to tell him I haven’t really been hiding from him, just in a different location. But I remain silent, only watching t
FREYA'S POV:“What’s with lover boy though?” Silas asks casually as he tags along despite my constant complaint.He’s insistent on following despite me trying to get rid of him for a while now. Lunchtime is almost over and I’m famished, yet I’m unable to go to the cafeteria because he’s bent on tagging along and that's the worst place to be seen together.“He’s so annoying.” He adds, snarling in annoyance.I sigh, simply looking up at him.“You sure? He kind of reminds me of someone I know.”“Who?”“If you really want to know, try asking the mirror in the morning.” I quip.He glares at me momentarily.“So, are we going to eat or not?”“Not.”“Are you really going to do this?”“Yes. I’m not walking in there with you. I’d prefer we maintain a platonic friendship where we simply nod a greeting to the other when absolutely necessary in the open.”He snorts suddenly like it’s a joke, chuckling a bit while looking at me. I maintain
FREYA'S POV:My new discovery since coming to school today is my inability to focus on basically everything and I blame it on the fact that I can feel his eyes burning into me every now and then.From the first, second and now the third period, I’m painfully aware of his gaze that lingers on the back of my head.I don’t dare stare back though. I don’t know why but I have a feeling I would start something I’m unable to handle.His gaze on me feels like a warm breeze, dancing on the surface of my neck and blowing across my entire naked body.Somehow, I can’t describe it without sexualizing everything about him.For some reason every time I close my eyes, his lips pop into my mind, the sleepy look in his eyes when he invades my personal space, the last time he almost kissed me and didn’t eventually.I catch myself nibbling on my lower lip and shake my head. I have somehow developed an unhealthy obsession with Silas’ lips and I blame it simply on the previous sleepless nights caused by
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