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
Freya's P.O.V I followed behind Derek hesitantly, each step making me feel like I was about to make the biggest mistake of my life. But did I really have a choice now? I couldn't turn back even if I wanted to. Roger might have forgiven me after my dad went and threw a tantrum at the restaurant, but this time, I don't think he'll be as forgiving. If there was one thing Roger hated the most, it was the wastage of food and now, because of me, a hundred orders of burgers and fries was going to be wasted, probably donated for free and from Roger's own pocket, if I didn't manage to earn the three thousand dollars that Derek promised in exchange for wanting me as a server. 'You're a fool!' My mind told me. 'He promised you nothing and you'll be regretting this decision as soon as you step inside the building.' But even if I was the fool, I couldn't let Roger and his restaurant suffer because of me. The gated estate sprawled for acres on each side, consisting most
Freya's P.O.V The minute I stepped inside my house…I knew that my father was back. Several of the furniture's were overturned and the house looked like a tornado had hit it while I was away. Broken plates and vases, papers and god knows what else lay on the floor. I stepped inside carefully, making sure that I didn't step on anything important. My father was back for money and this time, he was desperate. Still a voice in my head asked, 'when was he not desperate for money'? He had made gambling his entire life and I was tired of cleaning up after him. I was done dealing with his shit. A crashing sound came from my room. Swallowing the lump in my throat, I stayed put. He wasn't just invading my privacy, but he was also destroying things that were precious to me. I didn't want to be anywhere near him at this point. As the stench of alcohol filled my nostrils, from the champagne that had dried on my clothes, I rubbed my arms to stop the shiver. I didn'
Cameron's P.O.V "Good evening ladies and gentlemen!" Sarah's father took the microphone to make an announcement. "The moment you've all been waiting for is here! Please welcome the birthday boy and his beautiful date onstage." 'I'm so sorry.' Sarah told me via the mental bond. 'First the dress and now this…I don't think he understands that mating bonds can't be forced.' 'It's alright.' I smile at her outwardly as I kept up the mental connection. 'Let's just get this show over with.' 'Yes, everything will become clear in a few seconds.' Sarah added as I got on stage and helped her up. The crowd, that consisted of all unmated women of the pack, from teens to young adults, started counting down the time left for my birthday. I took Sarah's hand and looked at the crowd with a smile, but no matter how I tried, it felt suffocating. When Sarah had appeared at my house, wearing a dress that had the same design as my jacket, I knew that it
Cameron's P.O.V The shock of the mating bond forming and the full force of the imprint had left me speechless; and before I knew it, it had already been too late. Derek had poured his drink on top of Freya's head, making her a laughing stock among the teens. If my father hadn't been there to intervene, I don't know what I would have done. But he stopped me from going too far with Derek and now, I was wondering if I even knew the boy who used to me my friend! I arrived at the street with the old rundown houses and moss covered fences in less than twenty minutes, but as soon as I entered the neighbourhood…something seemed off. I looked out at the two storied house which I knew was hers and got off the car. But then I paused mid-step. What was I going to tell Freya when I saw her? What could I possibly say to ease her hurt? To make her humiliation go away? Fuck! I really screwed up! I walked up to the front porch hesitantly, unsure of what I was going t