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
Freya's P.O.V "It's been a while since we came here together." Cameron stated, leaning against his car seat. "I kinda missed it." "We never really came here 'together', together…" I trailed off, trying to place my thoughts into better words. "But from now, we will be coming to school, 'together' together, till graduation." Cameron reached out to take my hand and wound our fingers together. "No excuses." He brought our fingers to lips and placed a feather-light kiss to the back of my hand. "Shall we?" "Yeah." I took in a deep breath as I nodded. Cameron got off the car first to come around to the passenger's side so he could open my door, while I took the chance to look at myself properly in the mirror. Sarah had helped me get my hair into shape and it was now a pretty shoulder-length blunt cut that she had curled at the ends to stay in place. I was wearing a pastel green blouse wit
Freya's P.O.V "That's more than a few green faces." Alex observed the surrounding table nonchalantly while eating his sandwich. "Definitely more attention that we got before." "I don't get why people consider green to be the color of jealousy." Sarah huffed. "Green is the color of nature. If nature was jealous, then neither humans, nor any other species in the planet would be able to survive." "Look, I'm not the one who made that connection." Alex glared at her. "Why don't you go find the creator and give them your grumpy attitude?" "What crawled up your ass and died?" Cameron raised eyebrows at Alex. "Cause I can just feel the rainbows shooting out of you this fine afternoon." "I got a call from Derek last night." That made all of our attention snap towards him instantly. "What?" "Apparently, 'training' at that camp is quiet synonymous with
Freya's P.O.V "This is the second time I saw her." I inhaled a shaky breath. "In a mirror…she's always in a mirror…like she's trapped…" "Do you remember anything specific about her, Freya?" Maggie asked while placing a chilled can of coke in my hands. "Anything that may have seemed out of the ordinary?" "Her eyes were bleeding. And she tried to reach for me." I swallowed past the lump in my throat. "It scared the crap out of me and I just…ran." "It's not your fault." Cameron placed his hand on my shoulder in support. "You were scared." I nodded, fighting back the tears that I had been holding back for so long. "What's going on, Maggie?" I turned to ask her. "She had died six years ago, right after my brother was born. I had never seen or felt her presence ever since…but today, when I saw her in that mirror…with blood dripping down her cheeks and she was reaching