Freya's pov
Jameson stood still staring at me when a loud scream from one of the students shifted the mobs from me. They all ran towards the noise and I could hear their scream and whispers. " She did this.* One said " How will the school jeopardise our safety and bring a vamp into the school." I was hearing their voice and thought that everything was overwhelming and not to mention the blood lust which was at its peak. I shut my eyes and tried to find my way back to my classroom but the mob came at me again. Especially the F4 girls. " You suck her dry you bitch!" One of them shouted at me. I tried to talk but I couldn't, It was my voice against many of them and I could see that all wanted a piece of me. Fianna was about to lift me up again when I heard a voice right behind me. " That is enough!" Everyone went dead silent and for a moment I thought it must have been one of the teachers but when I turned, I was stunned! His aura commanded respect and the F4 slowly walked out of his path. " Are you alright?" He said looking at my face. I just nodded as I looked at his face, he was also having blue eyes. That will be the second handsome face that was going to have blue eyes. " Let's get you out of here." He said slowly dragging me to my feet Without wasting time, he lifted me off my feet. The students all whispered among themselves. " Why is he stooping so low to help her?" " I can't believe Damon Sinclair would help someone like her." Another student whispered. I felt comfortable in his arms. I wonder where he was taking me too. I looked back and I saw the F4 following right behind us. I wanted to ask him where he was taking me but I think I was grateful because he got me away from the mob. But the question that was on the tip of my tongue kept haunting me. "Where was he taking me too?" I looked at his face and he said nothing. He suddenly walked closer to the east wing of the school and entered a more secluded area of the school. The door opened and he laid me down to the white sofa. I looked around to see familiar faces and my face went pale. I was now hoping from frying pan to fire. I looked around and saw Rhegar, Jameson, Tiron and Damon. " Why am I here?" I asked again almost bursting into tears. I could feel the back of my throat itchy and god, I wanted a drink out of the bottle my mother gave to me. Whatever it was, I was always grateful for it. It cools me down at a time like this. The door opened and the F4 entered. My face went pale, no one was helping me. I was simply on my own. " Do you smell it?" Damon said with a broad smile on his face. " Smell what? fear?" Rhegar asked. " I could smell it miles away." Jameson replied. I looked at him and couldn't believe he would pretend not to know me. " What are you little Omega?" Fiona said with a weak laugh. " Do you even thinks she is a wolf and not a monster. I mean, who would drink blood as water. Do you still think she is human?" Fara asked. The tension escalated when they all kept looking at me like I was some kind of demon. For a bit I wished I had the power to disappear or better still enter the ground beneath me. " Help! Somebody help me." I said silently " Help? who is coming for you?" I heard a voice and looked at their faces again. Who is it? Who has the ability to hear my thoughts and listen to me? " I would do anything,please help me." I said angina staring at their faces. " What will you give me in return if I do?" The voice answered back. "I would give you money. My parents has lot of that. Name your price." I said again in fright. " Check her fangs, I am sure she must have been a vamp." Fianna said with a wild laughter. " Vamp? I thought they were a myth?" Finley replied. I felt a hand grapped me from behind and I scream through my voice. " I would do anything, please save me." " Would you strip for me?" The voice said slowly "Strip?" I opened my eyes as my eyes darted between the eight villain staring at me. " Who is talking to me?" I asked myself as my eyes darted between the eight villains.Freya's pov in fear i shut my eyes. " please, I can't." I said as tears slowly fall from my eyes. " oh my god! the little omega is going to pee herself." I heard Fiona giggle with laughter. But then I didn't hear anything again. I slowly opened my eyes to see where they all disappeared too. But a solemn voice made me shriek. " Are you alright? Did they hurt you?" the voice asked and I turned again. I stood fixed as I stared at him. " Why is everyone in this school handsome? I can't believe I was craving for him also. I looked at the veins pumping his blood and I wanted a taste. I slowly imagine myself digging my fangs into his skin. " Hello, are you listening to me?" The voice said again " I am fine." I replied immediately. " can you walk?" he asked again and drew me up. But I wasn't convinced. " I am not going to hurt you. My name is Dylan." he said thrusting out his hand for a handshake. But I was now smart. I wasn't going to let down my guards anymore. I grabbed my
Felicia's pov" Get in!" My father said in a tone that sent shivers down my spine. I looked at my mother and I could see the fears in her eyes. I looked at the two men seated in front of them again and I felt scared. " You are going to leave my house this instant and never come again." I heard my father raise his voice. I walked into my room and locked the door. Things had been going on fine since I was a kid but why now? When everything was going so well for me. I wanted to talk to my parents about the craving. About the old woman and her prophecy but I don't think I could anymore. It must all be a joke. The prophecy, My parents'death. Everything must not be real. I closed my eyes as I wished everything could just stop. The door opened slowly and my mother walked closer to my bed side. " What is it honey?" She said slowly caressing my hair. " Who are those men?" I asked immediately " They are from your father's pack. Alpha Thorn and.." My mother stopped and looked at me
Prologue Blackridge seemed like a normal, quiet town, but its secrets ran deep. Werewolves ruled here, living by strict traditions. Humans knew to stay out of their way, and talk of vampires was dismissed as silly myths. But for Freya Greyworm, those myths felt strangely real. Freya was born into the Greyworm family, one of the most respected wolf families in Blackridge. But unlike her family, Freya was different. While others transformed into strong wolves, she remained wolfless. In their world, this made her an Omega—weak, unwanted, and at the bottom of the pack. Her life was filled with shame and questions. Why hadn’t she shifted? Why did the dark feel comforting instead of frightening? And why did she crave the strange bottle her mother always told her to carry? The liquid inside wasn’t water. It was something else, something she didn’t understand but desperately needed as her Mother always made sure to have it packed in her lunch bagpack That thirst was her first clue.
Chapter Two: Exposed SecretsFreya's POVI stared at Rhegar, my emotions swirling with confusion and hope. But to my shock, he walked past me and stopped in front of Fianna. His lips brushed her cheek, and my chest nearly caved in. I wonder why I had to feel that way when he wasn't even my mate. “Go easy on her,” he said, a smirk tugging at his lips, before leaving the classroom.The room grew colder. Fianna’s icy gaze locked onto me. “So, which family do you hail from?” she asked, her tone laced with condescension.“Why should I tell you anything about me?” I shot back, raising my head to meet her glare.Fara moved to strike me, but Fianna raised a hand to stop her. “I like this one,” she said, her lips curling into a smirk. “She’s an omega, but wolfless. Let’s see how long you’ll last here.”With that, she turned and walked away, the remaining F3 following like shadows.My breath hitched as I tried to steady myself. The room felt suffocating, the weight of their ridicule pressing d
Felicia's pov" Get in!" My father said in a tone that sent shivers down my spine. I looked at my mother and I could see the fears in her eyes. I looked at the two men seated in front of them again and I felt scared. " You are going to leave my house this instant and never come again." I heard my father raise his voice. I walked into my room and locked the door. Things had been going on fine since I was a kid but why now? When everything was going so well for me. I wanted to talk to my parents about the craving. About the old woman and her prophecy but I don't think I could anymore. It must all be a joke. The prophecy, My parents'death. Everything must not be real. I closed my eyes as I wished everything could just stop. The door opened slowly and my mother walked closer to my bed side. " What is it honey?" She said slowly caressing my hair. " Who are those men?" I asked immediately " They are from your father's pack. Alpha Thorn and.." My mother stopped and looked at me
Freya's pov in fear i shut my eyes. " please, I can't." I said as tears slowly fall from my eyes. " oh my god! the little omega is going to pee herself." I heard Fiona giggle with laughter. But then I didn't hear anything again. I slowly opened my eyes to see where they all disappeared too. But a solemn voice made me shriek. " Are you alright? Did they hurt you?" the voice asked and I turned again. I stood fixed as I stared at him. " Why is everyone in this school handsome? I can't believe I was craving for him also. I looked at the veins pumping his blood and I wanted a taste. I slowly imagine myself digging my fangs into his skin. " Hello, are you listening to me?" The voice said again " I am fine." I replied immediately. " can you walk?" he asked again and drew me up. But I wasn't convinced. " I am not going to hurt you. My name is Dylan." he said thrusting out his hand for a handshake. But I was now smart. I wasn't going to let down my guards anymore. I grabbed my
Freya's pov Jameson stood still staring at me when a loud scream from one of the students shifted the mobs from me. They all ran towards the noise and I could hear their scream and whispers. " She did this.* One said " How will the school jeopardise our safety and bring a vamp into the school." I was hearing their voice and thought that everything was overwhelming and not to mention the blood lust which was at its peak. I shut my eyes and tried to find my way back to my classroom but the mob came at me again. Especially the F4 girls. " You suck her dry you bitch!" One of them shouted at me. I tried to talk but I couldn't, It was my voice against many of them and I could see that all wanted a piece of me. Fianna was about to lift me up again when I heard a voice right behind me. " That is enough!" Everyone went dead silent and for a moment I thought it must have been one of the teachers but when I turned, I was stunned! His aura commanded respect and the F4 slowly walked ou
Chapter Two: Exposed SecretsFreya's POVI stared at Rhegar, my emotions swirling with confusion and hope. But to my shock, he walked past me and stopped in front of Fianna. His lips brushed her cheek, and my chest nearly caved in. I wonder why I had to feel that way when he wasn't even my mate. “Go easy on her,” he said, a smirk tugging at his lips, before leaving the classroom.The room grew colder. Fianna’s icy gaze locked onto me. “So, which family do you hail from?” she asked, her tone laced with condescension.“Why should I tell you anything about me?” I shot back, raising my head to meet her glare.Fara moved to strike me, but Fianna raised a hand to stop her. “I like this one,” she said, her lips curling into a smirk. “She’s an omega, but wolfless. Let’s see how long you’ll last here.”With that, she turned and walked away, the remaining F3 following like shadows.My breath hitched as I tried to steady myself. The room felt suffocating, the weight of their ridicule pressing d
Prologue Blackridge seemed like a normal, quiet town, but its secrets ran deep. Werewolves ruled here, living by strict traditions. Humans knew to stay out of their way, and talk of vampires was dismissed as silly myths. But for Freya Greyworm, those myths felt strangely real. Freya was born into the Greyworm family, one of the most respected wolf families in Blackridge. But unlike her family, Freya was different. While others transformed into strong wolves, she remained wolfless. In their world, this made her an Omega—weak, unwanted, and at the bottom of the pack. Her life was filled with shame and questions. Why hadn’t she shifted? Why did the dark feel comforting instead of frightening? And why did she crave the strange bottle her mother always told her to carry? The liquid inside wasn’t water. It was something else, something she didn’t understand but desperately needed as her Mother always made sure to have it packed in her lunch bagpack That thirst was her first clue.