All Chapters of The Alpha's Bullied Mate: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

Cameron's P.O.V "She didn't show up today either." Sarah reminded me for the hundredth time. "Do you want to check up on her?" I sighed before turning to face her. "Why are you being so persistent?" Hadn't Freya herself told me she didn't want unwanted charity? She had taken my kindness as bloody charity, for fuck's sake! Sarah raised her eyebrows at me, her bangs sliding across her forehead as she tilted her head to the side. "Isn't it obvious? You'll regret this decision the second you turn eighteen tomorrow and find out she's your mate. Trust me, you'll know then just how big of a fool you had been and since she's human, who wouldn't instantly fall head over heels in love with you after what you put her through; you'll be the one running around after her, begging for her forgiveness…which isn't going to be a possibility if you keep up your attitude." My frown deepened. "That's a very detailed description of w

Cameron's P.O.V Darcia spotted me almost instantly, his grey-gold eyes narrowing as his lips tilted up in a smirk. And before I knew it, he was heading in my direction and sliding into the seat that Freya had used only a few seconds ago. He hadn't changed a bit since his early teens. His emo vide was still going strong and I hate to admit it, but it actually added to his bad-boy personality. His hair was now long enough that it touched his shoulders and his favourite color in clothing still appeared to be all black. To add to his persona, he was even wearing ten rings on ten of his fingers, all made of silver and all having skull images curved into the silver. Contrary to popular belief, wolves weren't affected by silver at all. It was forest herbs of a special kind that affected us more. Moonflower, among others was a flower extremely poisonous to wolves, especially if someone put it into our food or drinks. It could poison our blood and cause weakness and disable us

Freya's P.O.V I had sent Julian off to a friend's house that night, for a sleep-over with one of his classmates. I hadn't realized that his friend's mom would be so welcoming when it came to Julian; turns out, they really liked Julian and I hadn't even realized it. After all, just because the entire place hated me didn't mean that they felt the same about my five year old brother. But I knew something was wrong the second we stepped out of the van and were stopped at the gate to the humongous estate at 132 C.R Avenue, around eleven o' clock at night. "You have an invite?" One of the two guards at the gate asked us, their brows furrowed as they looked us up and down in disdain. "Yes," Jeremy took out the card from the envelop he was holding and handed it to the guards. "We're here to deliver food." The guards exchanged questioning looks as they both came forward to study the card. They were both tall and muscular and dressed in

Freya's P.O.V The minute I stepped inside my house…I knew that my father was back. Several of the furniture's were overturned and the house looked like a tornado had hit it while I was away. Broken plates and vases, papers and god knows what else lay on the floor. I stepped inside carefully, making sure that I didn't step on anything important. My father was back for money and this time, he was desperate. Still a voice in my head asked, 'when was he not desperate for money'? He had made gambling his entire life and I was tired of cleaning up after him. I was done dealing with his shit. A crashing sound came from my room. Swallowing the lump in my throat, I stayed put. He wasn't just invading my privacy, but he was also destroying things that were precious to me. I didn't want to be anywhere near him at this point. As the stench of alcohol filled my nostrils, from the champagne that had dried on my clothes, I rubbed my arms to stop the shiver. I didn'

Cameron's P.O.V The shock of the mating bond forming and the full force of the imprint had left me speechless; and before I knew it, it had already been too late. Derek had poured his drink on top of Freya's head, making her a laughing stock among the teens. If my father hadn't been there to intervene, I don't know what I would have done. But he stopped me from going too far with Derek and now, I was wondering if I even knew the boy who used to me my friend! I arrived at the street with the old rundown houses and moss covered fences in less than twenty minutes, but as soon as I entered the neighbourhood…something seemed off. I looked out at the two storied house which I knew was hers and got off the car. But then I paused mid-step. What was I going to tell Freya when I saw her? What could I possibly say to ease her hurt? To make her humiliation go away? Fuck! I really screwed up! I walked up to the front porch hesitantly, unsure of what I was going t