All Chapters of The Alpha's Bullied Mate: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

Freya's P.O.V I watched the waves crashing onto the shore; the stormy winds sweep my hair back from my face violently. It was five thirty in the morning and the sun had yet to rise, but there was still light in the horizon and it was enough to help me see my way around the broken pieces of wood and other debris lying on the sand. This area of the sea-shore, at the back of my house wasn't a beach. I don't think it could ever be considered one with the amount of rubbish lying around. There were far too many rocks on the shore to make swimming almost impossible, but still, whenever I was feeling down, I would come here often, just so I could watch the sun bring new light into the world. But there was another thing that often drew me to this beach. Paw prints. They were all over the sand. At first glance, they would look like regular paws, puppy paws…unless you take into account the fact that we were in a rundown neighbourhood that didn't even have dogs to begin wit

Freya's P.O.V Monday morning passed by like a breeze. With my lunch making attempt with Julian on Sunday still fresh in my mind, I went from class to class without getting into any trouble and actually found myself paying more attention in class that I usually did. My only hope had been that the rest of the day would pass by the same, without any problems or complaints from my teachers…but I guess the universe didn't want me to be happy or enjoy one single, peaceful day. "Freya, submit your work." Mr. Agnes called out to me at the end of class, five minutes before the bell rang. Startled, I looked around the room, feeling like everyone's eyes were on me. Everyone, except Cameron. He didn't even turn or smirk like the rest of his team. Ever since he paid a visit to the restaurant last week, he or any of his friends hadn't shown up again or even bothered to say anything to me, mean or otherwise. I should be happy…but I wasn't. "Freya!&qu

Cameron's P.O.V For a second, the shock of it had me frozen…until my wolf came to roaring life. "You bastard!" A shout tore through me, sounding more like a growl than my human voice as I ran towards the two of them and ripped the leech off of Freya with my fingers around his neck. Mr. Agnes tried to pry my hand off of his neck, but I tossed him aside onto the floor. However, the leech didn't make the mistake of staying for a fight. The instant he hit the ground, he scrambled on to his hands and knees and crawled out of the classroom, before breaking into a run as soon as he was back on his feet. I grit my teeth, wanting to follow him, to bash in his skull…but then I remembered that Freya was still in the room, and from the frantic beat of her heart…she was scared. My wolf howled inside my head, urging me to go to Freya first. Its claws and fangs extended when I tried to go against my wolf's orders. I found that I couldn't leave her alone, not li

Freya's P.O.V I scrubbed myself clean in the bathroom, over and over again. But no matter how many times I cleaned that man's touch…it still felt like bugs were crawling all over my skin. How did I not see this coming? After the way he had caught my hand the first time? I may not have known the reason but his intensions had been clean even then. Why had I thought that ducking my head and just leaving it be would help me find a solution? It hadn't been a solution. If anything, Mr. Agnes had thought of it as an encouragement that he could go further. I had encouraged him…hadn't I? Had I brought this upon myself? As for my father…I had already lost all hope of his redemption a long time ago. But now, I resented him even more with each passing day. The only time he ever showed up was when he had to take my money. Money that I was earning with my own blood, sweat and tears after hours and hours of hard work. Getting out of the shower, to prevent myself from fre

Freya's P.O.V The next day, when I arrived at school, everything seemed to be abuzz. Everyone seemed to be gossiping about something that I had no idea about, but whatever the topic, it must have been very interesting to keep the whole school on their feet even during lunch time. However, when I saw Mrs. Leyland, the Principal's Secretary walk into the cafeteria and head straight towards me…the only thought that came into my mind was that…everyone had found out. My heart thrashed against my ribcage, beating wildly as I felt my feet freeze in place at the lunch line. I turned towards the table where Cameron sat with all of his friends, only to find that he was the only one missing. "Ms. Walker." Mrs. Leyland came to stand in front of me, towering a foot taller than me thanks to her ridiculously high heels. "Please follow me to the Principal's office." My heart threatened to burst out of my chest. "W-why? Is s-something t-the m