FREYA'S POV:
The brief encounter with Adam is enough to make the rest of my day less of a dread and brighter…just a tad bit, and it feels much worse when he leaves finally.The silence is enough to trigger my thoughts again. I’m more than relieved once the final bell rings and the last class for the day dismisses.I grab my homework and a few textbooks in my bag and walk straight to the female dormitory with plans of crashing onto my bed and drifting into a deep sleep — anything to lose consciousness for a while.If it’s possible, I would sleep for months, or sleep my way till all this was over.I mostly pride myself on being too tough to crack under pressure yet here I am, looking for an easy way out.I push the doors into the familiar tall, brick building with it's architecture similar to a mini castle which was still pretty big, and move over to the grand stairwell, making my way to my room floor.Flamboyant giggling up ahead becomes very apparent andFREYA'S POV: I had always imagined that if a time would come and Xena and I had to fight off a two-person team of girls, it would be a tag team kind of situation, like in wrestling.But damn, was I wrong?She was a full team on her own, pouncing like a lioness while I sat on the side and watched it unfold.Sadly, all the initial screaming had attracted attention and security was pulling us apart before more damage could be dealt.“You crazy brute! You worthless pig!” Elena screeched wickedly while being held back by the guard. “I’m going to rip your eyes out when I get the chance!” She screamed again.Her threats were directed at Xena who was also being held on the side.“Why don’t you come closer and say that to my face?” Xena threatens, attempting to free herself from the two built men holding her back.Elena remains silent for a moment, for the first time not trying to break away from the guy holding her back.I see what you did there.I w
FREYA'S POV: We cry for seconds that feel like an eternity and at the last minute, I don’t want to let go. I’m scared that when the moment ends, I will be alone again. It’s weird but the thought hunts me. However, I release her when she gently eases herself away to look at me.“You have me okay?”I nod, sniffling.“You can tell me anything. I won’t judge, even if you secretly do like Silas.”I chuckle at her persistence, but still nod.“I don’t have a crush on him though.” I say but my wolf disagrees.“Good. Promise you will stay away from him. He's more trouble than it's worth.”Now, I remain still and quiet, looking the other way."Promise?" She pushes now.“I can’t.”“What do you mean you can’t? He’s the reason your life is in shambles right now, yet you won’t stay away?”“I wish I could.”I wish it was that simple.I really did wish I could forget him, delete him from my life, and start afresh and find happiness
FREYA'S POV: He smiles back at me widely, his familiar grin lights up his face that had seemed so gloomy the last time we spoke.A wide array of emotions engulfs me all at once, but shock carries most of the weight.“He’s a special case, so we need you to help him feel comfortable.” The school counselor adds sweetly.He was most definitely a special case for sure. This answers so many questions. Ofcourse, it would be Silas. Only the Alpha king’s authority is high enough for a student to easily change programs just ‘cause they were struggling a bit in school.The only question I want to ask is how he was able to do it. I know for a fact King Darius wouldn’t like the idea of his son being in here.I simply nod, my words failing me.***They let us finally leave the office after finalizing a few things in his transfer documents.The air is silent between us as we walk towards class now. Like pin drop silence, which is very u
FREYA'S POV:His lips just barely touch mine and I feel the warmth of his exhaled breath on my face. Again my eyes move to his lips against my will. I can’t look away no matter how much I resist whatever hold he has over me.“What exactly have you been up to?”“Nothing. Ignore what Norman said.”“Norman? You’re already on a first name basis?” His frown deepens.“He’s a classmate. I’m supposed to know his name, Silas.”“No, you’re not.” He responds sternly now, his eyes growing colder yet his voice retains the low husky tone.My heart twists within me. My wolf whines in pain just from the expression on his face. I momentarily forget every single feeling of anger and resentment within me, letting myself drown deeper within him.He sighs painfully now.“You’ve been a bad girl, Freya, hiding from me for this long.”I want to tell him I haven’t really been hiding from him, just in a different location. But I remain silent, only watching t
FREYA'S POV:“What’s with lover boy though?” Silas asks casually as he tags along despite my constant complaint.He’s insistent on following despite me trying to get rid of him for a while now. Lunchtime is almost over and I’m famished, yet I’m unable to go to the cafeteria because he’s bent on tagging along and that's the worst place to be seen together.“He’s so annoying.” He adds, snarling in annoyance.I sigh, simply looking up at him.“You sure? He kind of reminds me of someone I know.”“Who?”“If you really want to know, try asking the mirror in the morning.” I quip.He glares at me momentarily.“So, are we going to eat or not?”“Not.”“Are you really going to do this?”“Yes. I’m not walking in there with you. I’d prefer we maintain a platonic friendship where we simply nod a greeting to the other when absolutely necessary in the open.”He snorts suddenly like it’s a joke, chuckling a bit while looking at me. I maintain
FREYA'S POV:My new discovery since coming to school today is my inability to focus on basically everything and I blame it on the fact that I can feel his eyes burning into me every now and then.From the first, second and now the third period, I’m painfully aware of his gaze that lingers on the back of my head.I don’t dare stare back though. I don’t know why but I have a feeling I would start something I’m unable to handle.His gaze on me feels like a warm breeze, dancing on the surface of my neck and blowing across my entire naked body.Somehow, I can’t describe it without sexualizing everything about him.For some reason every time I close my eyes, his lips pop into my mind, the sleepy look in his eyes when he invades my personal space, the last time he almost kissed me and didn’t eventually.I catch myself nibbling on my lower lip and shake my head. I have somehow developed an unhealthy obsession with Silas’ lips and I blame it simply on the previous sleepless nights caused by
FREYA'S POV:“If you wanted to get me alone so badly, you could have said so.” His voice is low and sultry.The room is so small and filled with equipment that he’s forced to crouch down a bit, almost to my level so I can feel his hot breath on my neck, going down the spine of my back.So, I’ve put us in a tempting situation.“That’s not important right now,” I whisper, pushing down all primal urges and thoughts put into my head by my wolf.“What part of 'we can’t be seen together' is so hard for you to understand?” I focus on the main reason I had dragged him here, risking being caught right now.“How long has he known?” Silas decides to talk about something else.“What?”“How long has Adam known?”“Known what?”“That you were in the program.”I remain silent now, deciding if to answer such a question. The fact about the program wasn’t exclusively meant to be a secret, but I still didn’t want him to know.There wasn’t really a point,
FREYA'S POV:Out in the open large field, right beside the main school building, all the students gather in our sport outfits for a run. The setting is almost as similar as the one months ago, the first night Silas and I had hung out.The exercise is much more different from that, however, with no racing being involved. We are divided into groups to scout the bushes and train in our wolves.The best part of this exercise is all the students in both different programs participated together. It’s a huge relief once I spot Xena few feet away. Her eyes lit up almost as bright as mine.“Xena!” I cry out, dashing towards her.“Freya!”We grip ourselves in a bone tight hug, with Xena almost strangling me.Once all the air has been squeezed from my lungs with no way of taking more in, I tap her before she lets me go, dropping me back down.“Sorry, you are so light. It’s so easy to pick you up and squeeze you to death.” She jokes, chuckling who