“You belong to me, in body and soul.” His voice comes out rough, thick with emotions. “Do you understand or should I make you?” He trails his lips down my collar bone, every contact sending fire through me. *** Freya is an Omega. Yet she disguises herself as an Alpha girl and attends an elite high school only for Alpha bloodlines. If her cover is blown, the consequences will be death. With everything she has on the line, Freya needs to lay low but soon enough, she catches the attention of a golden boy, Silas Bloodmoon, Alpha prince of their pack. Troubles keep coming at her, and she finds herself falling for the playboy. Even though everything she's risked might be a simple game of his.
View More“Freya!”
The piercing screech rips through the air, as I cup my ears fast enough to block out most of the sound.
She doesn’t give me a chance to recover from her attack before sending a large ceramic vase my way. Luckily she misses me just by an inch.
Luckily for me, that is.
The vase shatters into a million pieces against the wall behind me,a few slashing my skin in the process.
I stagger back a bit, clutching the scarred skin on my cheek. It’s going to heal. I’m not worried about a scar, but it did still hurt a lot. However, I dare not scream — not in front of her at least.
“You crazy bitch!” She yells out, seething violently as her chest expands and deflates from her heavy breathing.
I smell something suddenly. Something is burning.
A small cloud of clear white smoke suddenly floats up, drawing my attention to what’s actually burning.
The steam iron that had been in my hand a few minutes ago is now flat against the beige shirt I was told to straighten earlier. Now, that shirt was burning under its searing heat.
Her shirt to be precise.
Ah, so that’s why she threw the vase. No wonder she’s mad.
I switched off the power socket immediately after. Then turn to look at her again, meekly.
Her honey brown eyes, much identical to my doe-eyed ones, flicker with flames of rage and I immediately know I have to escape from this furious person in front of me.
My dearest eldest sister.
She lunges forward and I dodge the other way, quickly dashing towards the exit.
“Mom!” She screams from behind me as I dash away to safety.
I ran into the dining room, sliding my bare feet against the tiled floor.
My three older brothers are already there, getting ready for breakfast. I barely crash into the eldest, ducking below his raised cereal bowl filled with milk.
“Watch where you going, runt!” He yells angrily, but I ignore him.
I run fast enough, past the dinner table, down the inner hallway, straight through an old but sturdy door at the end of the passage and down the steep stairs into the cellar.
I pause momentarily, catching my breath. My chest is pounding too fast.
“Freya! I swear, you'd be dead today!”
I immediately know I’m not safe. I have to escape before it’s too late, before I’m caught and beaten, like on every other day that I commit ‘sins’.
They called it ‘sins’ — my family — because unlike the rest of my Beta blooded household, I was born a weak omega.
To them I was dirt.
Unwanted. Hated. Omega.
I quickly turn to the old dryer by a corner in the small dim lighted room I stand in, running towards it. I push it to the side, bringing into view a small vent in the wall that I know leads to a tunnel to the outside, farther away from this place.
This is my glorious chance to escape.
Today is the day everything changes for me.
I pull out the vent door, crawling into the small space that easily fits my slender body. I move through it for awhile before finally reaching the end and pushing against a huge boulder on the other end till I’m fully free and step out into the open world.
The fresh air fills my nostrils with force as I take in a deep breath, briefly basking in the serenity of the natural greens around me. My wolf, Dalia, revels in its beauty. A bold smile stretches across my face.
My life of horrors ends today and a new destiny awaits me-
One that involves me being reborn into an Alpha. Like the wizard had promised.
Yes. Today I’ll transform. From an Omega to an Alpha.
It may sound impossible. But that’s exactly what I’m going to do.
I dash the familiar forest with only one purpose in mind - to get to the point we had previously arranged.
And soon, I reach a large clearing atop a small hill.
Just below the hill, far in the distant was where it stood, tall and proud, in all its intimidating and classic glory - Crescent Moon Academy.
It is a prestigious institution for the Alpha bloodline and offspring of high ranking werewolves, and every single day, it’s been my dying wish to be part of those highly placed werewolves.
Although it is no place for an Omega like me, I still can not stop myself from fantasizing on what it would be like to belong, to be honored, to be beautiful and wanted like most of the girls of my age that attended Crescent Moon Academy.
The place I had come to stare at every single day of my life. My dream. My freedom.
The bushes behind me suddenly move and my ears prick up on high alert.
Had I been followed? Or was it a wild animal?
Suddenly, an elderly man emerges from the bushes and my heart calms, recognizing his familiar face.
“You’re here,” he says simply, folding his hands behind him.
“Yes, I wouldn’t miss this for the world.” I try to mask the desperation and buzz in my voice but only barely.
He’s wearing the same clothes as he’s always been since the first day I stumbled upon him on my hill.
He clearly knows how desperate I am. It only keeps me more on edge, regarding the fact that I barely knew anything about the wizard - except that he is willingly to change my life for good.
“Did you bring it?” My heart drums in anticipation.
He smiles eerily and then digs into the sleeves, pulling out a rainbow colored liquid.
It swirls within the tiny glass bottle, changing color based on what direction the light hits it.
I lunge forward to grab it from him but he pulls back faster.
“Not so fast, child.”
“What? You said you’d give it to me. You said you’d make me into an Alpha female.”
“I did and I will. All you need to do is drink the full contents of this bottle and your dreams would all come true - at least, to the extent you wish.”
He’s teasing me as he dangles it in front of my eyes again, testing my almost nonexistent patience.
“That’s what you keep saying but…you’ve never quite told me what you want in return, Mister.”
He smiles like a Cheshire cat now; a full-on grin that makes me shiver, subtly causing my fingers to tremble.
“Smart little girl. Fair is fair and all I ask from you is a simple simple favor in return for my…generosity.” The dark glint flicks through his eyes.
“A simple favor?
“What’s the favor?”
“In time, I’ll make it known. For now, child, all you need to worry about is the future that awaits you in your reborn scent of an Alpha.”
I watch him closely, maybe trying to catch a glimpse of potential danger in his eyes. But asides his characteristic eeriness, I find nothing.
“Fine, a small favor in exchange for the elixir.” I agree, unable to take my eyes away from the glimmering liquid in front of me.
It’s almost unbelievable.
It is deceitful
But it also happens to be my only chance of being accepted. By all means, I refuse to lose it.
“Perfect.”
He tosses the bottle to me and I quickly grab it midair.
“But I must warn you, this action has its ghastly consequences. It’s forbidden by the moon goddess to trifle with your nature.”
I swerve back to him now, my heart plummeting.
“I’m a-aware. I’m willing to take my chances, as risky as it might seem.”
He holds my stare for a second and nods, a cold resolve settling in his eyes. My will is unshakable and he seems to know this. I look down at the bottle once more, the tempting liquid calling my name. When I look up to ask a small question, the wizard is gone.
Simply vanished.
Weird.
But I’m too excited to ponder much on it or care. In seconds, I’m ripping off the cap and downing it fast. I gag a bit once it’s all in, given its disgusting taste.
Nothing changes in seconds. I don’t feel any difference.
Maybe it would take some effect in a few hours. The wind picks up slightly, blowing the air around me fiercely and it suddenly feels like I can almost hear a calling in the distance.
A calling drawing me closer and in the direction of the school.
Without another thought, I answer. Jumping down the small hill and dashing towards the building in full speed, I’m almost tempted to change into my wolf but I don’t have spare clothes with me and I couldn’t risk heading back home stark naked.
I stop at the large erected black gates of Crescent Moon Academy. Then suddenly I realize I’ve done something I haven’t before. I’ve wandered too close and anyone could see me at any moment, but curiosity tickles and I’m peeping into the walls through the gates.
Just one peep is all I need. Just one.
I look down into a beautiful garden with perfectly trimmed hedges and colorful flowers. A white fountain shaped like a formidable wolf, gushing out water from its howl.
It’s breathtaking, just as I had imagined.
Growing footsteps pull me out of my reverie. I quickly ran into a tall, large tree. My heart drums.
Being found peeking around Crescent Moon Academy is punishable by severe whipping in our pack.
The footsteps seize and I peep out from my hiding spot, only to see him standing with an unrivaled air of dominance, staring down at his watch - a scowl etched to his brutally handsome face.
As if on cue, he turns and our eyes clash.
My heart skips a beat and the breath halts in my lungs.
Cold gray orbs that held depth, mischief and danger look back into mine. His raven dark hair is tousled messily in a way that reminds me of a Greek god,with his perfectly sculptured face and pink kissable lips.
I am lost in everything about this alluringly sexy guy.
My eyes rake over him. He’s tall, definitely above 6ft with lean muscles that slightly bulge through his fitted shirt. He’s an obvious hunk and he knows it as the aura he gives off is one of suffocating arrogance and confidence.
His gaze on me hardens and he rolls his eyes dismissively. He looks away, answering a call. The trance breaks instantly. Before he turns back to me, I turn swiftly, dashing away towards the direction I had come from.
However, every last bone in my body, including my wolf, calls me back to that boy with gray beautiful eyes.
FREYA’S POV:I’m floating on the softest cloud ever, hovering over everyone else down below.I don’t want it is but there’s no sense of pain or strife within me… only peace.I’m finally at peace with every conflicting thought I’ve ever had about myself and everything around me, my friends… my new family. I regret nothing, and even if I could go back in time, I’d change nothing.It as though I’ve been reborn into my new self with a new dawn and beginning staring back at me.I don’t remember what kind of dream I have when my eyes finally open from this deep slumber but it leaves a sense of complete fulfillment and happiness.Once my eyes are open, I’m staring right up at the ceiling and quickly know that’s I’m in another new environment again.I groggily seat up, groaning once the pain in my lower back hits and suddenly feeling weight on my thigh.The weight being Xena passed off on my lap.This moment reminds me of all the times she’s stuck right by my bedside every single time I pass
FREYA’S POV:Luckily for me he actually shuts up unable to come up with anything else once it’s clear that I’m not going to budge at all.I take both his hands and with enough force smash against the chains with the same stone, continuously; hard with my stored up anger with whatever messed up fate I was born with.Like I don’t even get to rest for a week, or month before something major is pulled over me.Eventually it begins to crack under the pressure and finally breaks apart giving both his arm freedom.Instead of standing up, however, he falls back against the wall groaning in much more pain and clutching at his chest.“Silas!” I reach for him pulling him up again.“Freya… you should know, they gave me another toxic dose of wolfsband before locking me up. I can barely move or get us out of here. This is your last chance to get out of here and save yourself.” He says in a strained voice breaking out in cold sweat.“No way… you’re coming with me one way or another.” I say trying ha
FREYA’S POV:No matter how hard I try to focus on it I can’t seem to connect with Silas anymore adding more to my currently panicking state.I can’t help but think the worse especially with how bad he had sounded before I wasn’t able to hear him again.He’s definitely not safe or okay… I can feel it in the pit of my gut.Something extremely vile is going on.And he expects me to just abandon it all and leave?No fucking way I’m not.I walk up ahead towards the exit seeing a few unconscious bodies in my way as I walk by before I’m just by the doors to freedom where the other three are casually waiting from me.Xena stands up abruptly moving over to me.“How was it? Were you able to link with him?” She asks expectantly and all their eyes look up to me as well, expecting some form of newsGood news.I suck in my trembling breathe before I can speak.“Elena’s gone crazy and started some kind of usurp. Silas and his parents are currently captured… and the wizard I was talking about… someho
SILAS’ POV:“Magic?” I turn to Father, staring at him in disbelief but he doesn’t bother looking my way, probably because he doesn’t believe I deserve an explanation.“Oh… you didn’t know?” Elena says, focusing on me. “This family heirloom you see here is a magic artifact that was stolen by your great grandmother from a small group of wizards and used against them to force their submission.”She explains, dangling it right in my face.“You knew this?” I ask him again but he doesn’t bother looking my way.“She took the artifact from the magic users because they were abusing the power and using it to terrorize the people. Taking it was for our protection.” He explains instead.“Liars!” Elena yells out suddenly loud but her voice is different from before.It sounds merged with a male’s deeper voice, echoing her words immediately she says them.“You took the power for yourselves and used it selfishly.” She adds as her purple eyes begin glowing.I’m caught between thinking this is just an
SILAS’ POV:“What is this about now?” He snaps once we’re alone on the balcony.It’s just weird how he hasn’t noticed it, the hint of animosity oozing out of Elena and her father, after how it seems to be that they’re closely keeping an eye on every single thing we’ve been doing since they’ve walked in.“This isn’t the time to be a bastard of a father, so just listen to me.” I snap, easily provoked.“If this is your plan to ruin years of hard work I’ve put into this agreement, I’ll have to remind you whose life is at stake.” He points out cruelly without batting an eyelash.Again, he doesn’t bother to hear a single thing I have to say, which irks me even more. How can someone be so prideful that they can’t see what’s in front of them?“How loyal do you think Crescent moon pack is to the throne?” I ask.“Of course, no one can ever be loyal enough. We have more than a handful of wolf packs looking for a chance to overthrow us and take the mantle of power for themselves, and that’s why w
SILAS’ POV:It took what feels like an extra day since Father’s visit before I’m finally let out of my cell to change into a tux, of course for the dinner that’s scheduled tonight.My full strength hasn’t returned, so I don’t bother escaping and searching for Freya. I need to wait for the perfect time, when my strength is at its peak again.Once I’m dressed in the suit, however, two metal cuffs linked together by chains and most definitely laced with silver are clasped onto both my arms, restricting my movement.“Alpha’s orders; so you don’t go wolfing out when we least expect It.” The guard explains, tossing the key into his pocket.My old man had really considered everything. Keeping me in chains during said dinner to also to show the in-laws that he has me under his thumb this time and I won’t pull any funny business again.Interesting.Once secured, I’m escorted into a limo just outside, waiting to take me back home and farther from the place he has Freya locked up.I’m skeptical
FREYA’S POV:More than a few hours, and possibly a whole day have gone by since I gained consciousness, and I still can’t feel Silas.My wolf grows even more panicked as I feel bare and stripped for some reason. It’s weird how I’ve lived without it for years but days after receiving the bond and strengthening it, it almost feels like I just can’t live without it.The silence and white walls around aren’t helping at all.“Hey guys, wanna play a game to pass time?” Lucas yells out so I can hear what he’s saying.“Really, even now, you want to be goofy?” Xena admonishes him, probably with her eyes.“What? There’s nothing else to do.” He points out and he’s not wrong at all.But it won’t be easy focusing my mind on being calm… not when Silas is missing.“How long do you think it’s going to take before King Darius holds the mating ceremony?” I ask out loud, not really expecting an answer.“He’s going to want to get things sooner, so maybe we’re looking at five days, if not sooner.” Lucas
FREYA’S POV:“Freya… Freya…”The voice that seems a distance away summons my conscious mind back into my body and my groggy eyes slowly lift open.It takes a moment for my blurry vision to take shape and I can finally make out exactly where I am again, and where the voice is coming from.First off, I realize I’m in a cell room.How do I know?Same white walls just like before, resembling an asylum… probably designed to ensure that prisoners lose their grasp on reality and lose their minds.Man, I had never thought I’d somehow find myself back here, but here I am, trapped in prison again.Only difference with this room is the very tiny window high up on the wall to the other room; the hole that the voice seeps in.Second thing I realize is just how familiar the voice is.“Freya…” It calls out again like a harsh whisper.“Xena?” I croak, still having a dry throat.“Oh my god!” Her voice goes octaves higher and suddenly sounds extremely ecstatic. “Oh my God, Freya… You’re awake!”Yes I a
SILAS’ POV:The force of cold and chilling water splashing across my face forces my consciousness to come crashing back into my body.I immediately go on defense, remembering the last thing I had witnessed while gasping for air but I’m far from where I had been the last time, my eyes were open.Instead of the wet and muddy earth of the forest and sturdy trees around, I’m kneeling in a plain room with white walls and both my arms are heavily chained away from my body.And right in front of me is my father, sitting calmly.My rage returns only in seconds as I lurch forward after him, tugging at the chains to break them, but I’m pulled back by the unbreakable metal once my strength is unable to do so much.“Laced with Silver.” He points out just how much of my efforts are being wasted with my struggling.Even with that, I continue my struggle like a rabid dog thirsty for blood for a few more minutes before the fatigue actually begins to settle in.“Don’t try to fight too much and waste y
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