Freya's P.O.V I scrubbed myself clean in the bathroom, over and over again. But no matter how many times I cleaned that man's touch…it still felt like bugs were crawling all over my skin. How did I not see this coming? After the way he had caught my hand the first time? I may not have known the reason but his intensions had been clean even then. Why had I thought that ducking my head and just leaving it be would help me find a solution? It hadn't been a solution. If anything, Mr. Agnes had thought of it as an encouragement that he could go further. I had encouraged him…hadn't I? Had I brought this upon myself? As for my father…I had already lost all hope of his redemption a long time ago. But now, I resented him even more with each passing day. The only time he ever showed up was when he had to take my money. Money that I was earning with my own blood, sweat and tears after hours and hours of hard work. Getting out of the shower, to prevent myself from fre
Cameron's P.O.V Later that night, I stood in front of my father, who had been reported by the guards at my school about something happening at school today. I wasn't worried since I had planned on letting my father know anyway. He was also my Alpha and he should be aware of things going on in his region that had forced me to get involved. However, the reason I had been called into the Alpha's office wasn't because of whatever commotion happened at school…but because the guards had seen my eyes turn wolf in front of a human being, thus threatening to expose our existence. "Do you have an explanation for yourself?" Father asked, his eyes narrowed on my face. "No." I told him without emotions. "I did what I had to do to scare him." "And what had he done that required you to almost expose our existence?" He raised an eyebrow at me. "He tried to force himself on a classmate." I told him, watching his eyes
Freya's P.O.V The next day, when I arrived at school, everything seemed to be abuzz. Everyone seemed to be gossiping about something that I had no idea about, but whatever the topic, it must have been very interesting to keep the whole school on their feet even during lunch time. However, when I saw Mrs. Leyland, the Principal's Secretary walk into the cafeteria and head straight towards me…the only thought that came into my mind was that…everyone had found out. My heart thrashed against my ribcage, beating wildly as I felt my feet freeze in place at the lunch line. I turned towards the table where Cameron sat with all of his friends, only to find that he was the only one missing. "Ms. Walker." Mrs. Leyland came to stand in front of me, towering a foot taller than me thanks to her ridiculously high heels. "Please follow me to the Principal's office." My heart threatened to burst out of my chest. "W-why? Is s-something t-the m
Cameron's P.O.V "She didn't show up today either." Sarah reminded me for the hundredth time. "Do you want to check up on her?" I sighed before turning to face her. "Why are you being so persistent?" Hadn't Freya herself told me she didn't want unwanted charity? She had taken my kindness as bloody charity, for fuck's sake! Sarah raised her eyebrows at me, her bangs sliding across her forehead as she tilted her head to the side. "Isn't it obvious? You'll regret this decision the second you turn eighteen tomorrow and find out she's your mate. Trust me, you'll know then just how big of a fool you had been and since she's human, who wouldn't instantly fall head over heels in love with you after what you put her through; you'll be the one running around after her, begging for her forgiveness…which isn't going to be a possibility if you keep up your attitude." My frown deepened. "That's a very detailed description of w
Cameron's P.O.V I watched Freya approach the table while taking out her notepad. Her expression changed in a split second before she reached my table and her ever-present frown turned into a fake-bright smile as she greeted me. "Hi, I'm Freya, your server today. What can I get…" Her voice faded as she looked up from her notepad and into my eyes. The smile vanished from her face as her brows furrowed and she bit her lower lip, as if debating what to do next. I had to say, even though it had been fake, I liked it when she had a smile on her face. Her dark hair was cut too short for my liking, but even then, she looked pretty. Why hadn't I noticed before how pretty she looked? What I didn't like however, was just how skinny she was…almost like she was starving herself. "Two cups of coffee, please." I told her, with a polite smile. Her frown deepened at the mention of 'two', but she didn't comment on it. "And what kind of coffee
Cameron's P.O.V Darcia spotted me almost instantly, his grey-gold eyes narrowing as his lips tilted up in a smirk. And before I knew it, he was heading in my direction and sliding into the seat that Freya had used only a few seconds ago. He hadn't changed a bit since his early teens. His emo vide was still going strong and I hate to admit it, but it actually added to his bad-boy personality. His hair was now long enough that it touched his shoulders and his favourite color in clothing still appeared to be all black. To add to his persona, he was even wearing ten rings on ten of his fingers, all made of silver and all having skull images curved into the silver. Contrary to popular belief, wolves weren't affected by silver at all. It was forest herbs of a special kind that affected us more. Moonflower, among others was a flower extremely poisonous to wolves, especially if someone put it into our food or drinks. It could poison our blood and cause weakness and disable us
Freya's P.O.V Something had happened today…something that I wasn't even aware of. The second the bell had rung over the door…Cameron's expression had done a 180 and he had gone from pleading to frowning to straight out mean in a matter of seconds. But what made me even more nervous was the boy who came to visit Cameron. Dark hair as black as the night and grey eyes that seemed to look right into your soul. There was just something about the boy that just seemed…off. Like Cameron and the rest of his squad, this boy too was handsome, bordering on the side of beautiful even. Chiselled appearance, sharp jaw and a pointed nose and a body made by an expert sculpture. His T-shirt had seemed plastered to his body and with every movement he made with his hands, I was afraid that his shirt would rip apart any second. But even with his God-like looks…there was an aura about him that just screamed danger in capital letters. Was that why Cameron was suddenly bein
Freya's P.O.V I had sent Julian off to a friend's house that night, for a sleep-over with one of his classmates. I hadn't realized that his friend's mom would be so welcoming when it came to Julian; turns out, they really liked Julian and I hadn't even realized it. After all, just because the entire place hated me didn't mean that they felt the same about my five year old brother. But I knew something was wrong the second we stepped out of the van and were stopped at the gate to the humongous estate at 132 C.R Avenue, around eleven o' clock at night. "You have an invite?" One of the two guards at the gate asked us, their brows furrowed as they looked us up and down in disdain. "Yes," Jeremy took out the card from the envelop he was holding and handed it to the guards. "We're here to deliver food." The guards exchanged questioning looks as they both came forward to study the card. They were both tall and muscular and dressed in