All Chapters of The Alpha's Bullied Mate: Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

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 "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

Freya's P.O.V Cameron walked beside me till I reached my room; his brows furrowed and his stance rigid. He seemed like he was deep in thought all this time, even when we parted ways from Darcia and Sarah, who went to the games room to spend some time together. I was getting worried about him by the minute. Cameron might not be showing it, but he was worried too and after hearing about today's incident…it must be even more difficult for him. "Do you want to come inside?" I asked, holding my door open for him. Cameron nodded as he entered quietly. I snuck a peak at Julian's door, which was locked since he had gone over to a friend's house inside the pack, who was holding a sleepover party. He had gotten a hang of the sleepover thing and was now making more friends than ever. It was somewhat of a relief for me since he had missed out on a lot of his childhood because of our father. But just as soon as I had shut the door, Cameron's arms wrapped arou

Freya's P.O.V "Are you ready for the birthday bash?" Sarah asked me on the way to the parlour room, that was located on the side of the pack-house that belonged to Malaya. She had transformed one of the rooms in her wing to a make-shift saloon and now, it was going to be our changing room before the big party. The day that everyone had been anticipating was finally here. Today was the day that Sarah and I both turned eighteen at midnight. Today was also the day when we broke the seal preventing me from using my magic and I bonded officially with Sarah to become Moon Kissed sisters. But unknown to everyone else…today was also the day that I was planning on losing my virginity to Cameron and him to me. We'd been planning for this day for what felt like ages and there was no way I was letting it get spoilt. "Freya…I know you've been getting down and dirty with Cam, occasionally…but wipe that silly grin off your face please," Sarah gave an involu

Freya's P.O.V "Cameron!" I whispered urgently, looking around the room wide eyed to see if anyone had witnessed our exchange right then. Thankfully, everyone was minding their own business and I was officially safe from further embarrassment. "Yes?" Cameron grinned down at me unashamed. I swatted his hand away from my lips and swallowed the bite of egg that I had taken previously. "You seriously have no remorse!" I glared at him. "Not when it comes to you." His smile stayed the same. "Happy eighteenth birthday." Frowning, I looked towards the wall where there was a large wooden clock to see that it was only eight thirty in the evening. "There's still time." "I know. I just wanted to be the first person to wish you." That statement alone had my heart melting all over again. "Thank you." "Now finish up," he said, pointing to the plate of food. "Th