FREYA.I woke up to the smell of lavender and orchid mixed with some tulips. It’s still very early in the morning and there is already a bouquet by my window. I yawned and stretched lazily. Today is going to be a very long day. By every means, I am going to get Alaric out of this place.Draven, by the way, seems to be serious about wooing me. The flowers were pretty, I must say. I lifted them off the window and sat them on the table. I took a quick bath and dressed up in another tiny dress. It was ready to reveal. My breasts were threatening to pop out of the dress and I had to keep pushing the gown down. After checking myself in the window, I figured I would rather wear my trousers, the one I wore when I came. It wasn’t bad and besides, only my top had gotten torn. I sat in front of the mirror. Satisfied with how I looked even though it was going to get messy very soon, I packed my hair back in a ponytail and gathered everything I brought in my little bag. I didn’t bring much. Just
FREYA.Stepping into the ring, the people shouted and clapped. Most of them were surprised to see a woman in the ring. Perhaps they have never seen a woman fight before. I fixed my gaze on Alaric. He was tired and weak. “You have to fight so we don’t get suspected,” I mind linked to Alaric. I loved how he agreed to everything I was trying to do. He was good at acting, I must say. Then one of the two men looked at me and laughed. They were given weapons and those weapons were for them and me. They were made out of silver. It reminds me of the day I got shot in the shoulder by those hunters. I sighed and smirked. Holding the sword I was given, I didn’t do a little dramatic entrain but swung it around and landed it on my shoulder which had been padded with leather. Most of my body was exposed but with just one thought, I could kill these people in front of me. The two men were both bald and big, a little bit big anyway. It looked like they had taken something before they were brought
FREYAI was given a set apartment. I won’t call it an apartment though, it was made out of wood and lead. Isn’t lead fatal to them? Well, they found a way to make it ineffective. I sat on the wooden chair, my heart racing and longing to see Alaric. I had been right, something was wrong with him and I had to find him as soon as I could. He is not far away but how do I go about it?What kind of Alpha accepts anyone into their pack and allows them to live comfortably, all in the name of a tour? I have seen how he looked at me, Draven. They could use that in my favor. He doesn’t look like he has a Luna and from the look of things, he doesn’t really have women in their pack. The ladies here are somewhat…afraid. They lock themselves up, maybe, too scared to step out.That was no concern of mine, what I need is right in front of me and I have come to the right place. I am not armed, I am not going to be needing any weapons. I dropped my bag and stepped out to check out the pack. After all, t
FREYA.It’s been a month and I have found myself training tirelessly. Morgan had begged me to take breaks but it felt like a waste of time. One month and Alaric never called, he never returned all my messages and he was not reachable. It’s simple and understandable if he was in trouble.It has been on my mind to go find him and know what has been wrong the whole time. One month is a long time, a very long time indeed. I have started from one day, but tonight will be the last. Morgan doesn’t know about the decision yet.She had taught me everything she knew, unlocking power I didn’t even know I possessed. Now I can do almost anything by just thinking about it. I could throw Morgan against the wall by just thinkin
FREYA.I woke up to the familiar sound of fire burning and soup. I opened my eyes to the familiar hut where Morgan had laid me the first time she found me. My body had been bandaged with some leaves but she was not inside the hut.Gently, I stood up and went outside. I found her, old but still magnificent in her way. She was sitting by a little fire she had made and a pot she hung up above it. She stirred whoever was inside the pot and it smelled nice.“Morgan,” I said. Her staring hand stopped. She looked at me and a wide grin spread across her face.“Oh dear, you shouldn’t be up by now. You should still be resting, Freya.”&n
ALARIC.I’ve been on the plane for hours now, I didn't keep count. From the moment Gina and Mary left, I had felt something empty in me. I knew I would miss her, I knew I shouldn't have left her alone and I should have brought her with me instead. We could go together to visit her distant aunt when we were back.Dang! How did I not think about that? I had sent her off with three guards and Mary. What if they are not enough to keep her safe? There was no way anything would happen to Gina anyway. I knew she was stronger than that and if something had gone wrong, I would have felt it. At least, a little bit. But I had been calm through the flight. The attendants were human and I could sense some more werewolves on the plane.Outside, the world blurred into patches of green and brown. The worlds had faded into the horizon but none of it mattered. My mind was elsewhere.Gina.It hadn’t been a day, and already I felt the gnawing ache of her absence. Being apart from her was like having a pi