Cameron's P.O.V "Darcia found Freya!" Sarah burst into the office unannounced. "Darcia found Freya! They're in trouble!" Immediately all of us were on our feet. "Where?" I headed straight for Sarah, shaking her shoulders. "Where are they?" "She…" Sarah looked lost for a few seconds before she looked up into my eyes. "The line went dead. She wasn't able to tell me." "Fuck!" I let go of Sarah to clutch at my hair. "But I know where she is. I can take us." I looked at Sarah incredulously. "What on earth are you talking about?" "I can't explain this, Cam!" She pleaded. "You have to trust me on this one. I know! I know where they are!" Shit! Was it that weird connection that Sarah had with Freya? Was that what was telling her where Freya might be? Could I trust her instincts on this one? Especially when Freya's life was at risk.
Freya's P.O.V My eyes fluttered open slowly to a dimly lit room and instantly, I felt myself sigh in relief as I looked around at the familiar surroundings. I was back at the pack house. I was back in my room. I was back where I belonged! I sat up in bed after some difficulty, looking around at the now familiar surroundings in awe. The last thing I remembered before passing out was getting in the car with Cameron's rival, Darcia. And then… "Freya?" Cameron burst in through the doors then and was immediately beside me. "Freya! Are you okay?" "Cameron…" I reached up to touch his face, feeling the softness of his skin, the light dusting of stubble on his cheeks. He was really here! I was really with him again! "Freya!" He engulfed me in his arms; holding onto me as tight as he could. I wasn't complaining, because I wrapped my arms around him too, holding onto him just as tightly. It was in his embrace that I
Sarah's P.O.V I knocked on the door to the guest room nervously. Having Darcia inside the pack house was a surreal experience that I never thought was possible; especially considering the rivalry between him and Cameron. But here he was, inside the pack house of the Ocean Runners and I was standing right outside his door, waiting for him to respond. Now that the secret was already out…I didn't know how to feel about any of this. There was no denying the mating bond pulsating between the two of us. I had felt it the very first day that Darcia had looked into my eyes, a week after his birthday when there had been an inter-school meeting for an upcoming competition. But it had almost instantly felt like a betrayal to both Cameron and my pack. It was also at that time that I had become aware of Cameron not being my mate and honestly, it had been a huge relief. Our entire pack had put too much pressure on the two of us to be together. I was glad that despite wh
Cameron's P.O.V It was about half an hour after Freya had fallen asleep in my arms that I crawled out of bed and tucked Freya in safely. Placing a tender kiss to her forehead, I moved back to watch her sleep peacefully. My heart felt full, complete. It was a miracle that Freya returned my feelings after everything she had been through. But I was glad that we could move past our differences, our misunderstandings, to finally form a beautiful bond of our own. This was her home now; I was her home. And I would never let anyone take that away from her. Silently, I left the room, letting Freya rest in peace as I made my way to my father's office. He usually wasn't up till this late, unless it was an emergency, but today counted as an emergency. Knocking on the door, I entered only after I was given permission…only to find Darcia and Sarah already there. Good. It saved me the trouble of having to call them in. "Cameron." My father motioned for me
Freya's P.O.V Cameron and I watched Sarah enter the dining room hand in hand with Darcia the next morning. Her smile was radiant as she looked up at him and Darcia's eyes sparkled as she looked down at her. Seeing them together and this happy, it made my heart swell with joy as well. I felt Cameron's hand on mine as he intertwined our fingers under the table and placed them on my lap. This time, I felt the same joy inside my veins as I had felt a second ago with Sarah. As if understanding how I was feeling, Sarah turned to look at me, smiling gratefully as she came to sit on the chair beside me, while Darcia sat next to her. Alex raised an eyebrow at all of us, since he was now the only one sitting on the other side of the table. I wasn't exactly sure, but I think I heard him mutter 'fucking couples' under his breath before he cleared his throat and gave us all a pointed look. "So?" Darcia asked, looking around the table with raised eyebrows. "Wha
Cameron's P.O.V "There's something urgent that I need to tell you." I told her once we were back inside her room. Julian had been handing out with us for some time after breakfast, but now that it was his bath time, Freya and I had finally gotten some time alone. "Is this about the witch thing?" She frowned at me from the window seat. She loved looking out at the sea, so I had made that seat specially for her. And by 'made', I mean that I ordered people to set things up for me. "No…it's about your father." "What happened to dad?" She sat up straighter, her eyes looking troubled as soon as I mentioned her father. "It's not good news. Last night he went into a coma." I informed her. "His injuries were more severe than we thought they would be and his malnourishment and alcohol addiction is making it difficult for his body to heal properly. The doctors said…I think you should be prepared for the worst.&qu
Freya's P.O.V It was around eleven at night when I came out of the pack house, after putting Julian to sleep, and found Cameron doing laps in the pool. I hadn't seen him all day after he broke the news of my dad to me and since then, I had been consoling Julian. More like he was consoling me. Because Julian never really formed a bond with my father the way I did and part of me was glad about it. But a part of me was also upset that he never got to know who our father really was, before his addictions took a hold of him. Now, I went and sat at the edge of the pool, dipping my feet into the cool water as I waited for Cameron to return from the other end. It didn't take him long as he swam back to my side of the pool within seconds of sensing me. "Why aren't you in bed yet?" Was the first thing he asked as he came out of the water and wiped a hand down his face. "I could ask you the same thing." I countered, reaching forward to move his ha
Freya's P.O.V A week after the whole kidnapping incident and finding out that I was somehow magically connected to Sarah…Cameron showed up to my room with a bile of books and notebooks and placed them on my bedside table. "What's all this?" I asked in dread, my eyes wide in horror. "Please don't tell me this is…" "Your homework," Cameron raised his eyebrows at me. "Yes, it is. And you have to catch up on your studies from now on. No excuses. You're going to get back on track and I'll help you with it." "Isn't my boyfriend supposed to get me flowers? Not depression?" I asked him oh-so-innocently. "Don't get cheeky with me, Missy." Cameron lowered himself to my level so we were face to face. "Remember what we talked about? You complete school, go to college and then we work together? You, of course, have the choice of choosing a different career, but lazing around isn't an option anymore."
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