FREYA'S POV:
My heart drops to the bottom of my chest and all that adrenaline pumping through me crashes fast.Of course, he’d be with Elena, his girlfriend. The person he had probably been with the past two days.The worse part is she looks gorgeous in her off-white armless flay dress with a beaded sweetheart neckline.Pain shoots through my chest, stinging harder than ever and I feel stupid with reality crashing hard.Just one kiss and I had already lost all reasoning, looking for him like some love-sick fool.What were we even going to talk about if I brought up the kiss? Compare which was better between hers and mine and the countless other girls he had swapped lips with?Yet despite all that, I can’t help gawking shamelessly at him.Elena leans closer to him, whispering words in his ear. Though he had a poker face on, she giggled, winking at him.I feel the sudden urge to vomit and can’t take the sight anymore, so I walk out the nearest eSILAS' POV:I watch her retreat as she leaves, not once does she turn back to look at me.Fuck.She’s definitely pissed again.I sigh, running my fingers through my hair, messing hours of styling. But right now, it’s the least important thing on my mind.I hate to admit it but she’s all I’ve been thinking about since the kiss and I can’t deny anymore the seconds, hours and days I had waited to do that again and I only fucked it up more.Things are sort of falling into place, she let me kiss her twice without slapping me in the face… I was winning and yet, why do I feel like a pile of shit right now?I wipe away the sticky lipstick on my lips unintentionally recalling her soft tender lips, the feel of her silky smooth skin, the heat oozing from her body and god, the moans from her lips.Fuck, I’m going crazy. She’s going to ruin me“Did that just happen?” Lucas asks after seconds. I forgot he was still there.“Freya just walked o
FREYA'S POV: I had known this was bound to happen from the moment Silas chose me as his partner and I actually took him up on it. Yet the moment has arrived and I’m nothing but terrified.As I slowly approach the throne with Silas by my side, all I can think about is if I’d be able to pull it off. Of all the risky shit I’d done, this takes the cake honestly.The Alpha King Darius Bloodmoon is known to be one of the most ruthless monarchs in the history of Royalty, gifted with a keen sixth sense. It’s because of this that he was nicknamed the all-knowing blood prince during his younger days. Knowing this, I took further steps into the Lion’s den, basically asking to be caught.At this point, I’m praying to whichever deity that hears me to not be found out because if I am, I am sure to realize that there are things worse than death.As we reach the foot of the throne, I bow instantly. Silas tilts his head a bit — being royalty himself, he didn’
FREYA'S POV: “Sit down, Freya Willows, I want to have a word with you.”My body moves automatically against my will. I sit down robotically on my seat. For a very brief moment, I see the gem necklace around his neck subtly glimmering an ominous red hue before going dull again and the control of my body returns instantly.I pant for air, suddenly able to breathe again. I take as much as possible into my once sealed lungs.“Perfect.” He’s still smiling but I know for sure it doesn’t mean anything well.My mind is already in full panic. He knows my secret I bet, there’s no other explanation. Somehow, the wizard's spell isn’t powerful enough to trick even the Alpha King — I should have known that. I should have stayed within my limits, far away from ever encountering him.My eyes sting, growing wet with tears but I blink them away, wanting to show no weakness even in this situation.He watches my every reaction in full amusement.“I wonder
FREYA'S POV: I don’t know how long we run for, all I know is that its effects calm my raging heart and the fierce anxiety within me. It’s been more than a while since I have let my wolf out, being cautious and all. She’s a small wolf and our cover would be blown if she’s seen.The entire school being focused on their activities made the best opportunity to let her out for a stretch, especially since I had just been threatened by King Darius to steer clear from his son.I crawl into my shared dorm room butt naked.In the process of transforming with all those overwhelming emotions, I had ripped through my gown, leaving it completely unwearable and lost in some field.It stings but life goes on.The room is pitch black with the lights still switched off. I assume that Xena hasn’t returned yet, which is perfect. I don’t want to have to explain why I’m naked and crawling in through the back.Just as I walk into the dark room, trying to get my beari
FREYA'S POV:"So, Miss Willows, this is your new school schedule containing the timetable for all your new classes.”The middle-aged woman hands me a brown file bag containing the information. I take it from her hands, slowly pulling out the papers and just going through them briefly.It’s been two days after the whole traumatizing dinner event and just when I plan to toss myself into heavy school work for next week’s quiz, the carpet under my feet gets pulled again and this news gets strung on me.It's like I’m stuck in a spiral of bad events.All the classes are really different from the ones I’ve been attending for the past three months. Like entirely different, with most of them located in a completely different building — a good distance away from the old one.“It’s a pity. Had we known you were homeschooled for most of your life, we would have put you in a more fitting program for struggling students to help you adjust perfectly.” She spe
SILAS’ POV:“I hate you!”I can’t see her face with my head forcefully swung the other way but I hear the tremble in her words.I’m speechless at first, still shocked from the sudden assault. It stings but not my face. Something else stings inside me.I slowly turn to her wide-eyed, clutching onto my cheeks. My eyes remain bewildered, watching her tremble. She doesn’t even dare to look up to me while biting at her lower lips.“W-what?”I don’t believe what I’ve heard from her just now.“I hate you,” she mutters more silently than earlier. It doesn’t sting as less as before, only a lot more realizing I hadn’t misheard.“Freya, what’s going on?”I take a step closer to take her hand in mine but she quickly moves back, shifting her hand out of my reach.“Don’t touch me.”She’s acting even crazier, which starts to annoy me.“Don’t touch you? What’s that supposed to mean.”“It simply means don’t touch me.” She snaps more
SILAS' POV:I haven’t seen Freya in two whole days. It was like she had deleted herself off the surface of the earth.She was mad for some unknown reason the last time we had spoken, walking out on me. Now, she was clearly trying to avoid me. I just know it.It’s typical for a girl to want to be chased, so I guess this is what it is. It makes them feel special and valued, I suppose. The key to a girl’s heart was basically partaking in the chase and sweeping her off her feet.Yet, I did all that and now, she was in hiding. I give it two more days at least before she realizes just how much she misses my attention. And comes crawling out of whatever hole she’s hiding in.It has always worked this way.As soon as the school bell rings, I’m standing right in front of the Nature Chemistry lab and looking down at my wristwatch.The bell rings just in time. It would take approximately 2 minutes for her to finish up on her project, gather her
FREYA'S POV:Adjusting to new classes should have been easy, especially class program for dum—struggling kids, yet the stack of notes and projects to be reviewed on my reading desk begged to differ.Just how much had they done since the beginning of the semester?Just two days of figuring all this out and I was already tired, though my tiredness stemmed solely from the frustration of my entire school life being turned upside down.In actuality, the work was much but it was a breeze, a lengthy breeze. I’m just heavily pissed with my situation.I sigh from the intensive exhaustion, dropping my head on the table just when Xena comes back from her thirty-minute long shower in her bathrobe and her short black hair dripping wet.“What’s with you?” She asks walking in whilst drying her face with a hand towel.“Nothing, just watching my life burn up in flames before my eyes. You know… the usual.” She gives me a pity glance and I don’t blame her. If I co