Freya's P.O.V "This way." Darcia led us into a fairly new apartment building Downtown. It was four stories tall and had plenty of bougainvillea plants hanging off of the residents balconies. To be honest, it was an incredibly beautiful view. To think that a witch would live here…? And to think that Cameron and the others were considering that I might be a witch? What was a witch anyways? From what I'd read in fairy tales and children's books, witches were evil fairies that pretty much did all sorts of evil deeds…was I supposed to do something like that? Cameron tightened his hand on mine, as if he understood what was going through my mind. When I looked up at him, he gave me a reassuring smile. It helped take some of my worries away. We stopped on the second floor and Darcia knocked on the third door to the right. It had an ornate dream-catcher right at the entrance, made with beads and crystals rather than feathers. A girl opened the door
Freya's P.O.V I opened my eyes groggily. Every part of my body was aching but my head hurt the most. It felt like I something had exploded inside my brain. I brought my arms up to my face weakly, to touch the corner of my eyes. They were wet. Was I crying from the pain? Had to be, because it hurt like motherfucking hell! A groan sounded from somewhere near me and I knew almost instantly who it was. "Sarah…?" I whispered; my voice hoarse and almost inaudible. "Sarah?" "Freya?" She groaned. "Wh-what happened?" "I-I d-don't…" I sat up with great difficulty, but the scene around me had me freezing in place. Cameron, Darcia and Maggie were all unconscious and on the floor around us, while Sarah lay a few feet away, struggling to get up as well. The room was all messed up and the table had been overturned. It was like a tornado had hit the room while we were out could. What on earth…? "Oh m
Freya's P.O.V I placed my hands on the glass wall that separated the ICU from the monitoring station. My father was hooked on to several machines that were now the only things keeping him alive. The demon had seriously injured my father that day and the only reason he survived had been because of Cameron and his family. But now that I knew the truth, I kept on wondering…had he really survived? Or had he left me and Julian a long time ago? Because if what Maggie said was correct, then my father had died the same day my mother had. And now, the only person who could have given me any ounce of information about my mother…was close to death himself. 'You are a murderer! You took my wife away from me! You murderer! You're the reason she's gone! You witch!' His voice rang out loud and clear inside my head. But now, I knew there might be a grain of truth to it. Was it really me? Did my mother really die because of me? What exactly happened in the past that everyt
Freya's P.O.V "Big sis…did you have a fight with Cameron?" I stopped working on my homework to peek down at Julian, who was lying on the bed beside me, having just finished his meal with the younger members of the pack. "Why do you think so?" I asked with a frown, setting aside my books so I could talk to him more freely. "You look angry." Julian stated straight away. "And you're only angry or sad when you fight with Cameron." "Its fine kiddo," I shook my head, trying my best to give him a smile. "Cameron and I will sort out our differences soon." "Why did you fight?" He looked at me in confusion. "You two are good friends, right?" "Right…we are…" I struggled to find a way to explain the situation to a five year old. "We just…said some bad things to each other. You don't need to worry about it. Come on, it's your bed time anyway." "Big
Freya's P.O.V "I'm sorry about Cameron," Sarah whispered to me as we walked ahead of the boys with our coffee cups in hand. "I know he can be dense sometimes, but his intensions aren't bad…most of the times." "It's not about intensions, Sarah," I shook my head. "It's about what he said. Words hold more power than gun and knives, at least sometimes they do. And Cameron just went very personal with his words." "I know, and I won't make any excuses for him either." Sarah held onto my hand as we continued walking. "Just know that if you want to talk to someone, I'm always here." "I know." I smiled up at her thankfully. Sarah had pulled me and Cameron out of our rooms this morning, to join her and Darcia on a double date. I had told her it wasn't necessary since Darcia had driven all the way here on a weekend to spend quality time with her, but Sarah had 'insisted', which basically meant that
Freya's P.O.V "Sarah!" "Sarah!" I ran after her to catch up to her long strides. "Sarah wait…please! Slow down." God, I was really out of shape! I needed to exercise more. I had run after her for like, two minutes and I was already panting. Finally (thankfully), Sarah came to a stop so suddenly that I almost ran into her back. "There you go," I spoke in the middle of panting. "Now…can we please sit down? So we can talk about it?" Goodness gracious! How could the girl walk so fast in those heels! "How could he, Freya!" Sarah yelled, whirling around to face me as her hair flew back from her face. "How could he not wait for me? I waited, didn't I?" That had me raising my eyebrows. Well, I didn't actually doubt her, but ever since Cameron told me about staying a virgin, I had gotten a vague idea that Sarah had followed the same path. However, I wasn't the only person who misunder
Sarah's P.O.V "I'm not forgiving you." I glared at Darcia, not even bothering to hide my hostility. "You didn't even break up with her when you found out she wasn't your mate!" "I did, I swear!" Darcia pleaded, running his hands through his long black hair in frustration. "I broke up with her a week after I turned eighteen!" "A week, huh?" I raised my eyebrows at him. "A week?" My wolf growled inside my head, clearly just as upset as I was at our mate. In fact, my wolf had been pissed off as soon as I laid eyes on that Katharine girl. "We were in a relationship, Sarah! I couldn't just leave her without so much of an explanation!" Darcia sighed. "What would you have done in my place? What if you were the one who had a relationship before finding out that I was your mate?" My wolf quietened down at the thought of that; frowning. "You would've accepted that?"
Freya's P.O.V "You both did a good job not going to a coven." Charles told both me and Cameron as we sat on the couch opposite to him and Malaya. "Individual witches have no obligations to report their doings to their coven, but covens have to report their unusual findings to their leader as well as their council. And a matter as important as a Moon Kissed female with a seal…it definitely would've caught a lot of attention." "Darcia assured us that Maggie can be trusted." Cameron told his father. "I'm sorry we didn't inform you about this sooner. We didn't want to disturb you." "As the future Alpha of the pack, I trust you to make honest decisions, keeping in mind the safety of your packmates." Charles took a sip of his coffee. "You've proved your capabilities there as well, Cameron. I'm also glad that you took help from Darcia, considering that the two of you never had a good relationship before. To see your over