I pushed past the people that had gathered in the center of the living area. There were whispers everywhere and from the faces and the atmosphere I could already tell that nothing good was awaiting me, still I prayed, I prayed to the Goddess that nothing had happened to my child. But once I got to her, all the breath whooshed out of my lungs and it felt like a vibration went through my body. I ran towards her and took her frame into my hands. Jessy was laying in a pool of her own blood around her head and there was still some blood rushing out of her mouth. My daughter looked pale and lifeless. The scream that tore out of my mouth was inhumane and it took everything in me to not shift at that moment, since my wolf was threatening to take over.“She’s still breathing Freya, we have to move her to the room, I just called the healer and she’ll be here soon to look her over. You need to let go of her so I can carry her to the room where she’ll be more comfortable.” I heard Greyson speak
That bitch!The rage that coursed through me was nothing like I had felt before, I just knew there was something off about her, and I knew that I should have spoken about it at some point, now my child was probably going to loose her life because of me. I was fuming, my whole body heated up a lot and when I reached out to the fire burning within me in an attempt to quench the raging fire it was almost like I had flames crawling over my fingers that made the attempt. I couldn’t think or act on anything else except that anger and it was all because of one person. Because of Emilia. It wouldn’t change a thing, it certainly wouldn’t make the situation better but if she was going to try and take my child’s life then I was going to try and take hers too. I didn’t care about the consequences that would come with it. Greyson’s arms around me usually brought me comfort but in the moment they only made me feel hotter, I didn’t want to be here. Within his arms. The only thing that would bri
Greyson’s POV:I watched Freya’s sleeping frame on the bed and different emotions went through my mind at the events that had taken place in minutes prior. From the bedroom where we had just been standing in each other’s arms sharing comfort, to the point till which she had matched out of the room, shaking in anger. I would have gone after her immediately and tried to stop her from doing whatever or at least find out what was running through her mind. But Jessy had shifted on the bed and she had made a noise of pain. I had to pause to observe her for a moment and when I saw the four years old frame move with even more pain I knew that she was due for another one of the pain suppressants that the healer had prescribed. And so it wasn’t until after I had given it to her and watched as she settled into her sleep once more that I could go after Freya. ‘You’ve been sneaking around, trying to get me in trouble one way or another, sneaking to the garden at odd hours and coming in with di
Greyson’s POV:“Smith.” I greeted the moment my Beta walked into my office.“I heard what happened to Jessy but I kept getting different versions of it so I couldn’t wait till morning to find out what was happening. I had to come over.” He responded, settling into the chair opposite me.I watched Smith for a full minute without speaking and during that time, I just let my thoughts wander concerning him. This was a man that had claimed to be too busy to come for the little girl’s party, now he couldn’t wait till morning to check up on her. He had come to my house in the middle of the night. It confused me and maybe it was because of the recent happenings but all I wanted to do was send him away and prevent him from talking to or seeing Jessy or Freya. But the worry that danced in his eyes made me reconsider. “Jessy was poisoned.” I delivered and I watched as Smith’s eyes darkened as well as his entire body tense. “What? By who? How did this happen? Where is she now?” Smith asked in
I flipped open my eyes and turned around on the bed and in that moment, I was glad that I were still laying on the bed because the wave of vertigo that hit me as I turned would have been enough to knock me off my feet. Shutting my eyes tight again, I tried to will the banging in my head away but it remained no matter how much I tried. The bed beside me felt cold, which was proof that Greyson had left me for a while, he probably had not slept with me at all, or also felt like I had been sleeping for a good couple of hours now. The only good thing that came from sleeping this long was the fact that I now felt in total control of myself and my wolf. Being consumed by so much anger and losing control as much as I did earlier had been very challenging, for both my body and mind and it wasn’t something I wanted to go through again. I needed to check up on Jessy and then maybe sleep in the same bed with her. It would help me relax better if I knew that I was closer to my daughter. I mov
Greyson’s POV:The room was dimly lit as always, jam packed with bodies gyrating on each other all over the large dance floor. The loud music was too much to bear but I forced myself to stay put, I didn’t have anything to return to anyway and going back to the guest house that had become my home for the time being in the SilverMoon pack would only bury me deeper and deeper into the misery and sorrow that was currently eating at my soul. Everything was a blur, the people on the downstage dancing, the servers moving up and down the large hall, even Smith that was currently sat by my side. “Greyson, you’re here to let go of all that sad energy not drown yourself in alcohol. You’ve consumed an abnormally large amount and even being an Alpha wouldn’t be able to stop the effects soon. You need to stop drinking.” Smith advised.His words went through one ear and went out of the other. I continued to pour the drink shot after shot into my throat and I could already feel the drowsy effects
“Well don’t you think it is mean to give me a white crayon to color on a white piece of paper Jessy?” Smith asked.“No.” Jessy replied.I smiled lightly, while stirring the pot of food on the stove and listening to the conversation coming from the living area.“I’m not coloring with you then.” Smith said.“No, no. You have to colow Smith.” Jessy said.“Then give me a better crayon. Give me the green one.”“No.”“The purple one then.” Smith insisted.“I wan the purple one too.” “Jessy you’re not being fair right now. If you want me to color with you then you have to give me an actual color, you can’t give me a white crayon and ask me to color with you that’s being selfish.” Smith said and I could tell that he was getting annoyed already from the tone of his voice. I was just about to go and intervene when the two came whirling into the kitchen. Jessy with her crayon box in her hands and Smith with the singular white one and the drawing book in his.“Mommy, Smith no wan to colow with
Greyson’s POV: The space in front of me looked blurry and hard as I tried, I couldn’t get anything to make sense, just the same way it had been for the past week now. I could at this point conclude that I had never felt this miserable or empty in my entire life. Not even when my mate died did I feel this way.There was such an empty, hollow feeling in my chest and over the last two weeks I had tried to fill the void but to no avail. The office that I was sat in was currently upside down, torn from top to bottom by my maniac rage that would overcome me every once in a while, same with my bedroom and the bottles of alcohol that were scattered around me also evidences of my suffering.When Freya and Jessy had begun to matter so much in my life I wouldn’t be able to tell, but now that they were gone, it truly felt like they took a part of me with them. I missed Freya so much, her scent, the sound of her laughter, her open book kind of face and how happy she made me. I missed listening
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“Happy birthday daddy. It’s your birthday daddy! Wake up! I made you a drawing.” Jessy’s voice woke both Greyson and Freya with the latter turning around and going right back to sleep. Her due date was really close and the bigger the twins got the more tired she became and so it wasn’t unusual that even with Jessy’s little screaming voice, Freya would still be able to go back to sleep. “Thank you honey. Come here, let’s not wake mommy up okay. Is that for me?” Greyson asked his four years old and she nodded enthusiastically. “It’s so beautiful. Thank you baby.” The Alpha said running his fingers through the drawing of their little family. The image of Freya with a protruding stomach was comical and it made Greyson laugh quietly but he could also note how much his child had improved. Drawing always was something she enjoyed a lot and watching her get better and better with it was amazing. “That one looks nothing like me Jess.” Freya said with a small laugh and Jessy giggled along
The evening air was wonderful and was the perfect thing I needed. I came out earlier to sit in the garden and read a book and although I already lost interest in the book,i still sat outside and held the book open in front of me. I rubbed my stomach gently hoping to ease the pressure on my bladder. I was very comfortable where I was sat and the last thing I wanted was to have to move inside to pee and then come out again. I could feel myself get bigger and heavier by the day and although I loved being pregnant, I hated the fact that my body was changing a lot. Being pregnant with Jessy was very different from my current pregnancy. Maybe because I still had to work till the very day I pushed my child out, or maybe because I knew that the only person I had was myself and I had to constantly stand up for myself and be there for myself. It was a different story altogether now. I had the best life. I had Greyson, Smith, Clara, Christie, Michelle and even Jessy looking out for me now. I
Greyson’s POV: “What just happened?” Freya finally asked with a shaky voice and I raised my head to address my mate. Sighing in relief when the hate that had resided in my heart against her over the last couple of days was nowhere to be found. I beckoned Freya closer to me with a finger, still unable to use my voice due to the dryness that had settled in my throat. I could see the hesitation in her features and it hurt me more than anything in the world that she doubted if I meant it or not. “I’m sorry.” I said to her and I watched as her features softened, she looked at my face, before looking down at the body at her feet. Then going around it to reach me on the bed. Once she was within grasp, I reached forward to pull her into my arms in a hug, melting into it and taking a big sniff of her scent that I had missed very much. “I’m so sorry.” I said again“It was the only way, if I had not done it she would have only taken control of my mind faster.” “I have no idea what you’re
Greyson’s POV:The sigh that escaped from my lips was only proof of how heavenly Estel’s lips felt on mine. It was soft and she tasted very sweet causing me to melt into the kiss even more. If her lips felt this good and tasted this delicious then I badly wanted to know what the rest of her body tasted like, especially down there. I moved my fingers carefully and subtly towards the bottom half of her body, doing my best to not break the kiss. Just before I could reach her thighs, she held out her hand to stop me, breaking the kiss and letting out a chuckle. The sound was beautiful, just like I remembered it, but it had a mocking undertone to it, there was a slight sneer to it but I ignored it. “Honey, I hear your mind even before you do. I know your every move now, so don’t go thinking you can sneak up on me. Relax baby, I’ll take care of you.” Estel whispered to me and the drop of her tone as she said the last sentence made me shudder in delight. My head turned towards hers, eye
11:56pmAlmost midnight and still no signs of Greyson. I had heard him when he had come out of his office and had walked in the direction of the guest room but a very small part of me strongly believed that he would come back tonight. Three days of hopeless belief and he was yet to come back to bed with me. A tear slipped down my eyes and after that single tear came a lot more. I was pregnant and abandoned. Once again. Was my fate really so cruel for this to keep happening to me all the time? How much more could one person take? Why was love never simple? Why was it never enough? I sobbed hard into my pillow, feeling every bit miserable and pathetic. I had thought the auction was the worst thing that could have ever happened to me, the disgusting short man that had place one of the highest bid on me had irritated and annoyed me at the point but now I couldn’t help but wonder if maybe my life would have turned out differently, maybe a little happier with less drama if he had been
“I’m just saying that I think it might be rude if we invite certain Alphas and don’t invite certain. There could be a mini war for that in fact. It is after all the feast of Alphas, so all Alphas should be invited.” Smith said and I blinked at the end of his words. At this point, even screaming wouldn’t be enough to convey my frustrations and anger. I had woken up restless and tired and it felt like as the day went on, the more tired and restless I became.I couldn’t focus on anything. Not my work, or trying to make sense of what had happened the previous night, not even the meeting with Smith seemed to be able to get me to concentrate. “I’ve been trying to convince myself that somehow you’re listening to me but at this point I don’t think I can continue to do that successfully. It’s obvious you’re not listening to me and that your mind is filled with something else.” Smith said with a frustrated sigh in his words. I rubbed my temples, hoping to chase away the throb that had began
Honestly wish I could tell what had disturbed my sleep and woken me up prematurely but in the next five minutes after waking up, I still couldn’t figure it out and when I flipped my eyes open to find the room bright and all the lights still turned on, I squinted in confusion. There was something off this morning. I looked to the bedside clock on the nightstand opposite me and when the blinking red numbers flashed 5:13am, I gasped in surprise. I was never awake this early, but most importantly, Greyson was never awake this early too and from the feeling of the sheets in his side of the bed, I could tell that he had not even slept in bed with me at all the previous night. It was so shocking to me, I felt dazed, confused and pain from my bladder truly reminded me of why I had awoken in the first place. I needed to pee. I moved out of the bed, supporting my big and rounded stomach as I waddle towards the toilet. I let out a sigh of relief as my full bladder slowly emptied but my init
Greyson’s POV:I searched around in the crowd for Simon because I could see how Freya was starting to get unsettled from the absence of the boy. It looked like he was nowhere around and I was just about to move from my seat to properly search for him when a familiar mop of raven hair caught my attention. Emilia. And cuddled up in her arms was Simon. The two didn’t look like they were having any conversation. They just looked to be enjoying each others company. It was such a beautiful sight and I just stared at them for a full minute. The paranoia eased a little from my mind knowing the boy was safe. The last thing I wanted was for the tiniest thing to go wrong, I wanted this to go as easily and as smoothly as possible for all of us. It was the least we deserved.I take a sweep of the crowd once more with my heart pounding heavily in my chest, almost as if it knew that something was about to go wrong. There was nothing out of place. Everyone seemed to be in high, merry spirits and i