Freya Rose Book One ~ Adored By An Alpha

Music boomed all around me as brightly colored lights rhythmically flashed, piercing through the darkness and illuminating my surroundings ever so slightly. I startled when two large hands wrapped themselves around my waist. He leaned in towards me, and I could smell a blast of his minty fresh breath as it brushed against my cheek. I watched as one of his hands delicately traced up my arm, leaving my hairs standing in its wake. My body stiffened when his fingers lightly etched tiny circles onto my bare skin. With my heart racing, his hand suddenly slid behind my hair. In a stark contrast to the tenderness it had just shown, it tightly gripped the back of my neck. “What the hell are you doing?” I questioned him in a raised whisper, not wanting to cause a scene. He didn't answer me, so I cautiously looked up at him. I tried to pull myself out of his grip, and panicked thoughts began to race through my mind. You’re not my boyfriend! I don't know you. Who are you

Tristan ColeKnock, knock, knock... I startled and quickly yanked my head away from Freya's neck. I can't believe I almost bit Freya. What the hell is going on with me? I have never been this careless or out of control before, I panicked to myself.“Breakfast's ready you two.” Eleanor shouted through the bedroom door. Freya spun around to face the door, and I followed her spin to make sure that I could stay standing behind her. I couldn't let her see my canines or black eyes, especially after the fit she had earlier. I continued to stand behind her as I tried to gain back my self-control. Once I felt my canines retract, I casually made my way over to the bed. I took a quick glance into the mirror across the room, to make sure that my eyes had returned to normal. Thank God, I thought to myself as my deep blue eyes stared back at me. I sighed with relief then flopped onto the bed. 

Freya RoseI sat in silence just staring at Tristan. I was in complete shock after he'd told me that he was a werewolf. His eyes were as wide as saucers while he studied my face, trying to work out what I was thinking. I took in a deep breath and exhaled it slowly.“So,” I paused and raised my eyebrows at him. “A werewolf huh?” I questioned him in utter disbelief. “Yup,” he replied with an emphasized pop of the p. I didn't really know how to respond, so I just blurted out the first thing that popped into my head.“Wow. So, do you like, turn into a wolf when there's a full moon or something?” I cringed inside, after I heard the stupid question slip past my lips. He smirked and tried his utmost to hold in a chuckle.“Um... No, not exactly.” Then it happened again, I just couldn't keep my damn mouth shut, it had a mind of its own. It seemed to think that it didn't need to consult with my brain before blu

Freya Rose Elsa dramatically waved her hand in front of my face, trying to get my attention. She then shouted, “Earth to Freya. Come in Freya.” I blinked a few times, so that I could focus on Elsa, and replied, “Sorry Elsa. What's up?” I tried my best to shake the fuzzy feeling from my head, and snap out of the daze that I was in. “Wait. Didn't I just see you in the parking lot a few minutes ago?” I looked over to see if the guy with the flowers was still there, but I didn't see him, or the girl.“Um, no. I was with Amber and Jessie. You've been standing there just staring at the parking lot for the last ten minutes,” she explained then let out a nervous giggle. “Um, can you sign my yearbook?” She held out a pen for me, and without even looking at her, I took the pen and scribbled good luck, lov

Freya Rose Two weeks had passed since our graduation and I'd had a lot of things to get my head around. One being the fact that my boyfriend, best friends, and pretty much the whole town were werewolves. I'd like to say that I could look back on my life and pinpoint a certain time were something strange had happened. So that I could now say, oh, that's why that happened, or that's why they did that, because they're werewolves, but I couldn't. I'd never noticed or suspected a damn thing. I didn't have a clue. They must have either been very careful not to raise suspicion, or extremely good at covering their asses. My whole life had been normal and straight forward up until now. Two weeks ago, the only things I had to worry about were, what I was going to wear that day, getting the occasional bad hair day, or having a pimple erupt on my face. You know, ordinary teenage girl stuff.Now? Well now was way more complicated.