Freya's P.O.V I hadn't spoken to Cameron for two days. The realization wasn't a pleasant one and it made me doubt myself even more. Had I been too demanding? Had I been too childish? Had Cameron given up on me? The last idea seemed absurd…considering how Sarah had glorified the mating bond…but it also made me think deeply about my own actions. For the last six years, I had been completely alone. The only companion I had was Julian. He had been the only person I had loved. My crush for Cameron had seemed as impossible as the existence of werewolves themselves. And yet, here I was, right at the centre of a werewolf pack and as it turns out, as Cameron's mate. I was someone he could never hurt, never turn down. But had I taken advantage of the kindness he had shown me? Had I grown conceited because of the mating bond, thinking that he would bend to my every request? When staying inside the room had started to suffocate me, I decided to head to the gazeb
Freya's P.O.V Blinking my eyes open, I looked around my room in a daze as the last vestiges of sleep left my mind. I hadn't slept like this in forever. I felt well rested like I hadn't felt in ages and I was loving the sensation until I realized…I hadn't been inside my room when I fell asleep. With eyes wide in surprise, and a little worried, I sat up in bed and looked around my room, trying to remember how I got here in the first place. But the reason became painstrikenly clear in a few seconds as my eyes met electric blue ones across the room. "You're awake." Cameron got up from the chair he was sitting on and came towards me then, his eyes searching my face for any traces of discomfort. "How are you feeling? You've been asleep for almost twelve hours." "Twelve hours?" My eyes almost popped out of my head as I looked at the clock on my bedside table and found it reading 11PM. "Wow…I must have been exhausted."
Freya's P.O.V I woke up the next morning, all covered in sweat. The room was cold enough from the AC…then how could I be sweating? That's when I felt a weight on my waist. I almost jumped up from surprise when I saw that Cameron was the one to whom I was sleeping so close to. "What the…?" I looked under the covers in horror, but thankfully, I was still fully clothed…and so was Cameron. Then what was going on? How did we…? That's when events from last night came into my mind. Cameron and I had dinner together and then he had come into my room so we could have desserts here, ice-cream to be specific. But after we had our ice-cream, Cameron and I had talked for a long time about werewolves and mating bonds…until I had fallen asleep. What I hadn't realized…was that Cameron had fallen asleep next to me…while still sitting on the chair next to the bed. He was still in that same position, half-sitting, half-sleeping on the bed, with his arm on my
Freya's P.O.V "Freya?" Sarah called out as she entered my room and I was instantly up from the bed and racing towards her. "How is Cameron? Has his fever gone down?" I asked her urgently, grabbing onto her shoulders. But Sarah shushed me with a finger to her lips and pointed towards Julian's form on my bed. Startled that I had almost forgotten about Julian, I took a deep breath and moved away from Sarah, but she caught my arm. "It's alright." She gave me a small smile. "Would you like to talk somewhere else? Julian's room perhaps?" "Yes." I nodded immediately and followed Sarah into Julian's room that was right across from mine. His room wasn't all that different from mine except for the color scheme, but still, Julian likes to come into my room after school so he could take a nap with me. Since he had just gone to bed, I wasn't afraid of him getting up just yet and he was a heavy sleeper. What I was
Freya's P.O.V I entered Cameron's room quietly, closing the door behind me and felt like I had just landed in Siberia. Fuck! This place was freezing! I rubbed my hands together to warm them and when I breathed out, my breath actually fogged in front of my face. My teeth were starting to chatter from the cold. Looking around the dimly lit room, I found that the curtains were drawn shut and that there were at least five air conditioners inside the room, all at minimum temperature. Cameron was lying on a bed, surrounded by large ice cubes in large trays and they had even taken his shirt off. He only wore shorts that reached his knees, but otherwise, he didn't have any other item on his body. Worried that he might be cold, I placed my hand lightly on his forehead, only to remove it instantly. Cameron was still burning up and from what I could get, he had to be about 120 degrees, if not more. How was that even possible? But then again…it gave me a clear i
Freya's P.O.V I stared at Cameron's beautiful face, filling my eyes as if seeing him for the first time. There was a tiny speck of blood on his lips, but that didn't concern me. It was the shape of his lips that had me mesmerised. He was breathing hard, as if he had run a marathon and I found myself doing the same, not because I was mimicking him or anything…but because I was overwhelmed by the emotions coursing through my mind. Surprisingly, we were no longer lying down on the bed. Cameron was sitting up against the headboard and I was on his lap, in the comfort of his arms. He was also no longer a blazing furnace. The numerous air conditioners had also been switched off and I was no longer freezing. I had no idea if I had passed out or not, but my mind felt clear…refreshed. Sarah was right. Everything just seemed to fall into place. My identity…where I stood with Cameron and what I was supposed to be for him and his pack. It was like I was seeing myself from C
Cameron's P.O.V Knocking on Freya's door once again was nerve wracking. Especially after what I had just been through. I hadn't realized that the mating bond had been affecting her as well, not until I had been in danger yesterday and she had allowed me to mark her. But I wanted to believe that it wasn't the mating bond influencing her decision. I wanted to believe that she had helped me because her feelings were genuine…and at that moment, they had felt real. Freya opened the door then, almost like she had been expecting a visitor. But when she saw that I was the one on the other side, he eyes widened in surprise. "Cameron? You're up already?" She opened the door wider, revealing her attire that consisted of an oversized green hoodie and short jean shorts that reached mid thigh. My eyes momentarily travelled her body, fixated on the long, lean legs that seemed to stretch on forever. Freya wasn't very tall, about five feet four, but she was beaut
Freya's P.O.V My heart literally skipped at beat. What Cameron was offering me…it was a brilliant offer. An extremely tempting one. Unconsciously, my hand went to my neck, the place where Cameron had marked me. There was a tiny scar still…more like a hicky…but it no longer hurt or irritated. But it was a constant presence that I could 'feel'. I think Cameron understood that it was a nervous gesture, which is why he took my hands in his and made me look up into his eyes. "Are you worried you won't be able to make it?" I nodded, breaking eye-contact. "I've been avoiding telling Julian that I quit mainly because he wouldn't understand my struggles or him being only five…he would want to quit too, without understanding what it even means. The last two years hadn't been favourable for me; I hadn't had the time or the patience to concentrate on school work since I was so focused elsewhere…but now that I have a chance…I'm scared." I don't know