Freya's P.O.V I moved out of the way hastily as the red and black jeep sped past me through the open gates and headed straight for the parking lot. It was followed by another sleek black car that left a gust of smoke in the air, making me choke on the fumes. Derek Roland and Alexander Cabot were the first to step out of the jeep. They were Cameron's best friends and some of the hottest boys in school. Derek with his jet black hair and grey eyes and Alexander, Alex, with his brunette hair and green eyes that were usually behind gold rimmed glasses. And the next person to step out was Cameron MacGyver himself. The boy with the sandy blonde hair and electric blue eyes that had the entire school mesmerized. All three boys were not only good looking with the perfect athletic body, but they were also great at studies as well as good athletes. They were the elite students of our tiny school, the boys who made the entire town proud. And then there were the cheerle
Freya's P.O.V "Freya," the math teacher, Mr. Agnes, called out to me in his usual strict voice while handing out our test results from last week. "Come up here." The instant he told me to 'come up here', I knew that I had failed the test. And even though I could conjure up a thousand different excuses for my failure, the truth was, I had never been good at math or science. I don't even know why and how I ended up in these classes in the first place. With everything going on in my life, I was pretty sure I was just sleep-walking from one day to the other, just waiting for Julian to grow up so this could all be over. Pulling my hoodie down lower on my face, I got up from my seat and headed straight for the teacher's desk. He handed me my paper right away, his expression grim. "You'll need to complete another assignment if you wish to pass high school, Freya." F+ Could've been a minus, right? At least it's a plus. Without s
Freya's P.O.V I hadn't expected him to wait for me, or even bother to look back even once. Then why…why did it feel like a betrayal when he left the room suddenly, like the mere thought of being around me was like poison to him? Was I over-thinking? Did the searing look he gave me a few minutes ago all part of my imagination? What was wrong with me today? "Freya." Upon hearing my name, I came forward to greet the teacher. Mr. Agnes brought out a stack of papers and placed them on the desk. "Here you go. Complete these papers by the end of this month and I'll consider giving you a better score. Remember, the lesser the mistakes, the higher you score." "Yes, Mr. Agnes." I bowed my head out of gratitude, thankful that he was at least trying to help me pass high school. I reached out to take the papers, but before I could remove my hand, Mr. Agnes reached out to place his hands on top of mine. My entire body froze in s
Freya's P.O.V "I'm so sorry, Julian." I petted his light brown hair that still had some blonde highlights on it. "You'll have to come to the restaurant with me this afternoon." "That's alright." Julian gave me a sweet smile. "I like the restaurant. Uncle Roger gives me treats sometimes!" Breathing a sigh of relief, I took my brother's hand and started walking in the direction of the restaurant. I hadn't realized just how long I had stayed in the washroom, just staring at the mirror after listening to the girls and in doing so, I had been late to grab Julian from the Kindergarten. As a result, I was almost late to work, so I didn't have time to send him back home before heading to Roger's Diner, the place I work at after school. Since I was a minor and a part-timer, I was only eligible for the minimum wage, but that was fine too. At least it was something. It helped me earn four hundred dollars a week, which was enough to b
Freya's P.O.V Since Cameron and his team of bullies were already here and from the looks of it…the day was only going to progressively keep getting worse. "What do you recommend?" It was Alexander's voice that cut through their laughing; the brunette boy with glasses and green eyes looked completely uninterested in Derek's mocking as he flipped through the menu card. "What's today's special?" "That would be the quarter pound cheese burger, and bacon and cheese fries." I held out the writing pad to take down their orders, gripping my pen tighter so I could get through with this already. "Eww! Too much cheese!" Cindy and Laura spoke at the same time. In their 'typical cheerleader' persona. It wouldn't be the first time I've experienced such a customer. And that was exactly how I planned to treat them, like any other regular customer. No more, no less. "Would you like salads instead?" I asked them, tryin
Freya's P.O.V Another hour went by after Cameron's group left the restaurant. Everything was going smoothly and I breathed a sigh of relief on making it to the end of my shift without causing any major trouble. The day was almost at its end and I was finally going to go home and rest. At this point, I wasn't even hungry anymore…I just wanted to sleep. I changed out of my work clothes and folded them neatly inside my locker. They should be good for another day and I'll be able to get them cleaned tomorrow so I can keep wearing them next week as well. But just as I exited the changing room, Roger was there to greet me and he didn't look happy at all. "Wh-what is it?" I asked him, looking up at his grim face. "One of our customers complained about your rude behaviour today." He got straight to the point. "And even though I know they are from the same school as you, I'll have to take disciplinary actions." My heart sank to the pit
Cameron's P.O.V This time, Sarah's laughter was mocking. "Seriously, Cam! Stop making excuses. We're wolves, not robots. We don't malfunction. Besides, Freya looks like a nice girl." But I shook my head once again. I didn't want it to be true, damnit! I didn't want Freya to turn out to be my mate! We were polar opposites! And to top it all off, she was human! What was the point of me having a human mate when I was the future Alpha? "Give it time, Cam." Sarah patted my shoulder as she stepped away, in preparation to leave. "Once you imprint on her, you'll forget everything else. Have patience and trust in the will of the Moon Goddess." With that, she left me standing outside the restaurant as she walked back towards the direction of the parking, probably hoping to catch the rest of the group before they left. I debated on following after her, but decided against it. I waited for Freya instead. 'Take Sarah with you guys.' I told
Freya's P.O.V Rummaging through the bottom bathroom cabinet in my room, I finally breathed a sigh of relief when I found the packet of cup noodles at the very back of the storage unit, right behind the sanitary napkins that I stored away. I wasn't just starving at this point, but my entire body was trembling in exhaustion and low blood sugar levels. I was shaking like a leaf as I searched the entire house for food that I had hidden in safe places, so that when my dad left after finishing up all of our resources, me and Julian would still have food to eat. Taking the carton out of the cabinet, I found that there were an entire pack of the noodles left. I think I had bought it from a sale last year, when the offer had been five noodles for $3. And I had taken it without questions. Now, I found the noodles still intact and much to my surprise, only a month shy of their expiry date. Thank you God for little mercies. I closed my eyes in a silent prayer before I got o
Lilac's P.O.V It's been a long ride and a very eventful one at that and anytime I think about what Krimson and I have been through, I'm just grateful we had the strength to go through everything we went through and we were able to come out of it even stronger than how we were before. As the sun cast its warm, golden rays across the university campus, I found myself sitting on a bench, the weight of decisions pressing against my chest. The soft whispers of the leaves rustling in the gentle breeze mirrored the conflicted thoughts swirling in my mind. Krimson, my mate, had offered a future tied to our pack, an enticing prospect for many, but not for me. I gazed at the sprawling grounds, feeling a tug in my heart that wasn't just about academic pursuits. The university held promises beyond the textbooks and lectures. It offered freedom—freedom to carve my own identity, to explore knowledge that extended far beyond the boundaries of our pack's traditions. I yearned to brea
Krimson's P.O.V I woke up to the pale light filtering through the hospital room, the faint beeping of monitors sounding in the background. My vision was hazy at first, the events leading up to this moment a jumbled mess in my mind. As I blinked and slowly tried to focus, the first thing that became clear was Lilac's form, peacefully asleep in a chair next to my bed. Relief washed over me as memories flooded back, fragments piecing together into a coherent narrative. "Lilac," I whispered softly, my voice hoarse from disuse. She stirred slightly, a faint flutter of eyelashes against her cheeks, but she remained deep in slumber. The sight of her there, unwavering by my side, despite everything that had transpired, filled me with an inexplicable warmth. I couldn't help but recall the chaos of that night—the confrontation, the whirlwind of emotions, and then the blankness as consciousness slipped away from me. But here I was, waking up to her steadfast presence. It m
Lilac's P.O.V I watched Silver hurl accusations at me, adding to my guilt. I wanted to explain, to make her understand that it wasn't intentional, that the circumstances had shifted beyond my control. But words seemed to desert me in that moment as I grappled with the weight of her accusation. However, Krimson's voice echoed in the room then, commanding even though weak. "Silver, it's not Lilac's fault," he said firmly, his voice carrying the weight of authority. "I made the decision. I took action to protect." Silver's gaze snapped toward Krimson, her eyes filled with disbelief. "What are you saying, Krimson? You hated her, didn't you? Then why would you risk your life to save her?" Krimson shook his head solemnly. "No, Silver. I never hated Lilac, it was our circumstances that I hated. It felt like the Goddess had played a cruel joke on me. But I couldn't run away from a bond fated by the goddess herself, Silver. I had caused Lilac enough pain as it is…I
Lilac's P.O.V I nodded, my mind racing with the urgency of the situation. I moved towards Silver, hoping against hope that all of this worked. "Silver…" I called out to her slowly, making her head snap in my direction. "Please…you need to stop all of this." But Silver's face twisted in a sinister smirk. "It's too late to stop any of this, Lilac. This ends with one of us." "It doesn't have to be that way, Silvia." I shook my head, pleading with her. From the corner of my eyes, I saw Del approaching her steadily from behind her, while I kept on engaging her in conversion. "It does, Lilac." Silver snapped at me, turning her body around so she was facing me completely. "You don't understand-" It was all Del needed, for her to turn away, so that our plan worked. Without wasting a second, he came up behind Silver and wrapped his arms around her body, holding her in place as he took her by surprise
Lilac's P.O.V For a moment, time seemed suspended, the tableau frozen in an eerie stillness. Silver hesitated, her gaze flickering between me and Krimson, the dagger held poised in the air, its lethal purpose momentarily forgotten in the face of Krimson's interruption. "Step away from her, Silver," Krimson's voice cut through the tension, unwavering and authoritative. His stance was firm, commanding obedience without question. The grip of Silver's magic lessened, the pressure easing just enough for me to draw a ragged breath. My muscles protested as I struggled against the binds anew, though I didn't dare to take my eyes off Silver, her expression a maelstrom of conflicting emotions - anger, desperation, and a hint of something I couldn't quite place. "Krimson, you shouldn't be here," Silver's voice wavered, a tremor betraying the turmoil within her. Her grip on the dagger faltered, uncertainty clouding her features. "You know I couldn't stand by and
Lilac's P.O.V The air was thick with tension, a palpable energy that crackled around us like a storm waiting to break. "Silver, you're fooling yourself if you think you can wield that kind of power," I said softly, my gaze fixed on the gleaming knife in her hands. "You're not a true Silver Alpha Breeder, you never will be. You can't ever access my full potential." Silver's laughter cut through the serene air, a sound that held a hint of something darker beneath its surface. "Oh, you have no idea, do you?" Her eyes glinted with an intensity that sent a shiver down my spine. "You underestimate what a witch can do, what I can do. I'm part wolf, part witch. I'm a hybrid that is already stronger than both a wolf and a witch! There's nothing I cannot do, Lilac!" "You think I chose you to lead our pack because of some noble sentiment? No, Lilac." Her voice was cold, devoid of any warmth. "I chose you because I knew the stronger you became, the more that dormant p
Lilac's P.O.V My eyes brimmed with confusion and hurt as I confronted Silver in the dimly lit room I was being held captive in. "Did you…ever really consider me a friend, Silver?" my voice trembled with a mixture of fear and desperation, my heart aching with the weight of betrayal. Silver, her gaze heavy with sorrow and a haunted past, met my eyes. "I used to belong to a peaceful pack, a pack that had been my home since the day I was born," she began, her voice tinged with a raw emotion that spoke volumes of her pain. "We lived in harmony, in unity. It was everything to me." Tears welled up in Silver's eyes, reflecting the agony of memories etched deep within her soul. "Your father," she whispered, the words heavy with anguish. "He... he attacked our pack. In the dead of night, when darkness cloaked the land, he led a brutal assault." I felt my heart ache for the woman that I had once considered my biggest alley, but now, she had turned out to be my bigges
Krimson's P.O.V The night hung heavy around us as we tore through the city streets, the engine's roar mingling with the howling wind. Del and I were on a mission—racing against time to reach Silver's apartment. It was imperative that we find Lilac before anything sinister unfolded. "Alpha Krimson, step on it!" Del's voice cut through the adrenaline-charged air, urgency lacing every word. His grip tightened on the door handle as we swerved through the dimly lit alleys, the neon signs blurring into streaks of color. "I'm pushing it as hard as I can!" I shouted back, my eyes fixed on the road ahead. The weight of worry pressed on me like a leaden cloak. We had to reach Silver's place, and had to find Lilac safe and sound. Finally, screeching to a halt outside Silver's building, we leaped out of the car. Breathless and tense, we dashed up the stairs, each step echoing the pounding of our hearts. As we reached Silver's door, our hopes soared, but a hollow silence gre
Lilac's P.O.V As I slowly arose to consciousness, I found myself grappling with the weight of my heavy eyelids. My mind sluggishly pieced together the fragments of reality, pushing through a dense fog of disorientation. The air felt heavy, each inhale a laborious effort that failed to fill my lungs as it should. A peculiar lightheadedness swept over me, a disconcerting sensation akin to floating on the edge of a dream. My initial attempt to stretch my arms, to move, met an unexpected resistance. Panic flickered through my drowsy mind as the realization hit home—I was restrained. My fingertips brushed against something coarse and unyielding, confirming my fear. The sensation sent a jolt of adrenaline through my groggy state, clearing the haze momentarily. I tried to rise, only to discover the cruel truth of my predicament: bound, not just by ropes or chains, but tied firmly to what appeared to be a marble table. The cool surface pressed against my skin, a s