**Freya's POV*“Freya, where are you going?”My goodness! There's no escaping him, is there?I paused, but slowly turned around to face him.“Hi, Tyler,” I said with a slight smile on my face. Meanwhile, he didn't look pleased while staring into my eyes. I could tell that he had a lot in his mind to ask me. “Are you avoiding me?”“Huh? Of course not.”“Are you hiding something from me, then?”I shook my head. I hate to lie to Tyler, and the only way is to keep silent. “It's been two days since I last saw you. If I hadn't come earlier, I wouldn't have met you. I wanted to take you to breakfast. I know you must have missed breakfast these two days we didn't communicate, right?”“I uhm, did, but it's all good. They don't starve me anymore like they did in the past.”Tyler creased his brow. I understood that no matter how much I try to make things look okay, it still doesn't work on him. I have the feeling that he's still not convinced with what I've said. “Freya, let me say this now,
***Freya's POV***I was dumbstruck when I saw who it was. “I see you're trying to buy everyone in my pack with breakfast, right?”He asked with a raised brow, his hands both in his Jean pockets. Tristan looks just like every other guy, especially when he's putting on his rugged Jeans on a plain white shirt. One would mistake him for a pack soldier, except for the fact that his body build was twice the size of the average guard or soldier in his pack. “What do you want?”He didn't say a word, but rather walked closer to me. Instantly, my heart began to pound loudly in my chest.He slowly took his hand to my face and caressed me. "What do you think I want from you?"I swallowed hard and beads of sweat formed on my forehead. Do I really need to ask him what he wanted?“What do you think I want?” He asked with a deep voice. There he goes again, causing my wolf to go weak. At the same time, I felt my knee go numb. “You know, ever since that night, I just can't stop thinking about you.
**Freya's POV***“Do you know one thing I like about you, Freya? It is the fact that you're stubborn. If only you were fit to stay by my side. You would have made the perfect Luna. But too bad for you. That will never happen.”I wasn't concerned about what he was saying but rather, my eyes were fixated on what he was searching for. Whatever it is, I have a feeling that it's not something I would like. Just then, he paused, his gaze looking in a particular direction. I slowly took my gaze towards the direction his gaze lingered and in front of him was a tomato paste with pepper Which I had made to prepare lunch. At that very moment, my heart sank. I honestly don't know what to think at that point. I know what this means, but I just don't want to accept what it means. He gradually turned around towards me with his usual sinister look. “Just like I had earlier said. I know just how to make you talk.”My heart sank. “No, please no, for goodness’ sake!”He picked up the paste and wal
**Tristan's POV**The moment she promised, I heaved a long, deep sigh of relief. This has been precisely what I had been waiting to hear from her. Thank goodness the paste was there. If I had known it would be easier to get her this way, I would have done so way before now. Nevertheless, I was glad I could finally break her wings. After licking both nipples, I noticed that she trembled in my arms. I could tell this was as a result of the paste. It had a little pepper in it and I could tell from how pepperish my lips felt. But then, that made it taste even better. I watched her tears roll down her cheeks and for some reason, it made me feel sad. Fuck! That's so not the feeling I need right at this moment. I quickly pulled off my pants and climbed onto the table. Looking at how red both boobs became only made me go harder. I bit my bottom lips, as I stroked my dick until it became moist. “I want to fuck you, but today, I won't be doing that to your kith. Rather, I'll be doing it
**Samona's POV***I woke up feeling quite exhausted. I looked up at the find and noticed it was 10: am. Goodness! I can't believe I had slept this long. What did I expect when I came back home late from the club? But it was all fun last night. Mere thinking about last night brought a smile to my face. I yawned widely, and it was at that moment it dawned on me that I had missed breakfast. “Shit!” I exclaimed aloud. What should I do? I can't go to the kitchen to prepare food for myself. I need someone in charge of the kitchen to do so. While I was contemplating on what to do, I heard a sharp knock on the door. I creased my brow, wondering who it was. “Miss Samona, are you awake?”“Bethel?”“Yes, it's me, ma'am? May I come in?”“Yes you can.”The door quickly pushed open and Bethel walked in, looking like she was being chased or something. “Why did you want to see me?”“Miss Samona, the Alpha had just given Freya the go ahead to manage the pack meals.”“What? How's that possible?
**Tristan's POV***Seeing how Samona looks, there's no doubt that she must have come to confirm whether the rumors were true or not. “Alpha Tristan, are you saying you agree with these rumors? Did you really do something in the kitchen w-”“Samona, what do you think you're trying to do?”She paused and lowered her head. “Look me in the face while I'm talking to you!”Instantly, she raised her head up. “So, continue with what you were saying.”“I wasn't saying much. I only wanted to know if you really ha-”“Had sex with her?”Her eyes' lot up as if that's what she's been yearning to hear.”“So, did that happen, perhaps?”“Who are you to me, Samona?”“Huh? I'm one of your loyal subjects who want to serve you for the rest of her life.”“Then I must tell you that among my loyal subjects, you're the only one who dares to question me!”Immediately, she jolted in fright, shaking her head. “I didn't mean to question you, Alpha. It's just that you might get affected with the rumors spreadi
***Freya's POV***When I noticed I didn't feel sore on my nipples anymore, I got out of the bath water and walked over to the mirror in the bathroom. Looking at myself in the mirror, I noticed the areas around my nipples were still very much red, even though it didn't hurt anymore. I quickly pulled down the towel from where it was hanging and toweled myself dry. I picked up the ointment which Havana had left on the sink for me. I opened the bottle, took a little amount of the ointment and rubbed it around my nipples. It stung a little, but I know this will make it heal faster since the pain is gone. Good thing I didn't lose all my cool for Samona. I can't believe how cruel she can be. When I was done applying the ointment on my breasts, I quickly walked out of the bathroom and headed to the closet, where I picked up a simple white gown to wear. Just after I had put on the dress, I heard a light knock on the door. No doubt, the person at the door was definitely Tyler. I've come to
**Freya's POV**# A Month LaterI quickly parked my hair backwards, picked up the belt to my maid's uniform before exiting my room. I can't say I'm having the best time of my life at the pack. I would say that for a month now, it's been trouble, reasons being that Tristan was hardly around. And ever since the kitchen incident, he hasn't come to me or sent someone to call for me like he did in the past. Rather, I heard he's been attending every business meeting with Samona by his side. Every so often I really wish he'll make her his Luna pretty soon. But for some reason, I was having a weird feeling about this. The unusual feeling was that Tristan might end up not wanting Samona for his Luna. It's just a gut feeling. It wasn't like I'm right about what I felt. After picking up the belt, I headed to the kitchen while trying to fix it around my waist. As soon as I arrived in the kitchen, I was surprised to see Samona and Bethel inside. This didn't make sense to me; hence I creased my