FREYA'S POV:She drops me atop the hard bed with so much ease, all without breaking a single sweat even after carrying me the entire way here.I sigh, coming back to the very familiar room again for the third time. I also know this wouldnโt be the last, seeing as my luck has been anything but good recently.Xena drags a seat close to my side with a first aid kit, dropping next to me.โLet me see it.โI gently raise my legs, dropping them on her lap without hesitation and she gets right into what she needs to do; pulling my socks out of the way and accessing the problem.โLucky for you, itโs not that bad. It should heal in a few days.โI nod, simply watching her dress it.Seconds of silence pass again, with nothing left to say and an atmosphere of stillness, I ask the question that had been on my mind for a while.โItโs okay if you donโt want to say much about it, but I canโt help but be curious thoughโฆ about you and Lucas.โShe pauses for a brief moment, most definitely stunned by my
I stand there, looking dazed at this dude, in utter disbelief from what I had just heard.I knew it! He doesnโt like me.I frown now, dropping my courtesy.โWhat?โโOh my, I apologize if that came out rudely.โโHeโs your friend, right? Shouldnโt you know where he is? Better still, why donโt you go ask his girlfriend where he is?โโElena holds little importance to him at the moment, sadly. Youโve already done well in kicking her down from that position.โโI didnโt wish for that to happen.โ I scowl.โWell, it already has whether you wished for it or not, and the political relationship is almost at its end.โWow, Xena wasnโt joking about his lowkey obsession with duties and what not.โThen, advise your friend to focus on his relationship. I donโt understand why youโre blaming me for whatโs going on between Elena and Silas.โHe chuckles lowly, tilting down to my height.โDo you think he likes you?โ The switch from a smile to a frown is instant.Iโm taken aback by his question. Itโs clear,
FREYA'S POV:I feel like a home wrecker.The type you see on TV, obsessed with the husband and trying to steal him away from his plane mundane life with his family. The heartless kind that has no care for what the outcomes of her actions may be.Iโm not seeking him out though. Heโs seeking me and Iโve grown quite fond of his sweet stolen kisses and the ones that arenโt stolen as well.I tell myself even more excuses to prove what Iโve done โ what Iโm doing is okayโฆ but nothing seems sensible with being mad at him, cause heโs eventually going to end up with the girl he is currently dating.I am the other woman. That single fact Iโve pushed down deep within me and justified because Elena is simply a spawn of Satan. It stands before me as unmistakable.Yet Iโm furious, telling myself I hate the Alpha prince for deceiving meโฆbut, wasnโt it I that let him kiss me again and again despite it all?I chose to play along and delude myself. It made no sense as to why Iโm so mad about it. In a
FREYA'S POV:Xena leaves on her own, stopping only to pat softly on my shoulders, giving an affirming squeeze on them before closing the door behind her and leaving me all alone with Silas.At first, thereโs this silence, awkward and nerve-racking. I avoid his eyes while he stares blatantly at me, burning his eyes onto my face.The chilling wind blows harshly and I shiver as its cold caress my open bare arms that my flimsy pajamas cannot shield.Heโs next to me in seconds, taking off his jacket and gently placing it around my shoulders.The heat and smell of it hits me hard. Comfort seeps into me, even into my bones and the cold is almost non-existent.Which is weird because normally, this jacket, as thin as a simple cotton shirt, shouldnโt be able to provide this much warmth, yet it does.I wrap it tighter around me, taking a deep inhale of the scent that drives my wolf mad and spins my sense around till Iโm dizzy and only wanting to drown deeper.For a second, I forget heโs still th
FREYA'S POV:I stand over the edge of our balcony, simply staring into the night, the exact spot he had run off to only seconds ago.I remain for only a few seconds more before stepping into my much warmer room. Itโs only now that I realize his shirt is still wrapped around me. Itโs big enough to wrap my much smaller frame, like a cozy blanket.His scent is still ripe and pouring out of it. I take a big enough inhale, itโs almost as though heโs still here, laughing at my not-so-funny jokes and wiping up some interesting comebacks.Xena is already far gone on her desk, deep in slumber. I take up her blanket and wrap it around her, not wanting to disturb her much-needed rest before I get mine.I turn off the lights all the while cuddling in bed with my new adornment.***โFreya, hurry up!โ Xena yells incessantly whilst clipping the last strand of hair perfectly away from her face.I never really understand the need to clip her already short hair, itโs not like the wind could blow it
FREYA'S POV: โAww, why do I feel like Iโm not welcome here?โ He laughs at not just my expression, but Xenaโs as well.She scoffs, looking away from him.โSorry, was it too obvious?โ I respond.He chuckles again. โEntertaining as ever.โโIgnore him. He knows how to kill the mood in every given situation.โ Adam adds. โMay I join you guys under this shade?โI turn to Xena immediately with pleading eyes and pouting lips.โCan he join us?โShe sighs. โThis wasnโt what I planned for, but I guess he can join us.โI smile excitedly, turning to Adam just as he drops right next to me, smiling back.Lucas sits right next to Adam as well, and I glare at him instantly.โThought you got the message earlier?โโWell, I wouldnโt want to leave now. This seems fun.โ Lucas responds.โDo whatever you want. Itโs not like you ever bothered about what other people think,โ Xena says now.โThank you for noticing. Itโs a skill Iโm very proud of.โ He quips.Xena ignores him now, looking away but itโs obvious fr
FREYA'S POV:Note to self: Never eat anything Xena offers thatโs been made by her, or any member of her familyโฆ and extended family.My tummy still hasnโt recovered from that chicken and โ ugh โ cranberry juice. If only Lucas had never opened his mouth to reveal its hidden secrets, I would have lived in blissful ignorance.It was an awful picnic but a fun experience in the end, even with Lucas being there. Luckily he seemed less hostile after and ate more of Xenaโs cooking than the rest of us, which made her feel better despite her grumbling.Maybe if Lucas wasnโt a blind retarded ass, he would have clicked perfectly with Xena.But alas, he is, and she is way above him.Iโve avoided mostly solid foods since Sunday due to my diarrhea. I know I should take drugs to remedy my situation but Iโm too lazy to go to the nurseโs office, and Iโm sure my body can shake it off in no time.My decision has left me feeling weaker and a tad bit light-headed, but I will survive. I have no choice,
FREYA'S POV:Heโs so close, and I can feel his breath brush my cheek lightly. Discomfort is an understatement with the way my back is bent backward in an attempt to lean away from this stupid asshole.I growl menacingly, shoving him away while I stand up on my two feet.โClearly, youโre delusional. Why on earth would I fancy you enough to create the impression that I do?โโYou act like you donโt want me and tease me purposely. Iโve noticed it since the first day you joined my class."He goes on his feet as well, coming over to me despite how much resistance I give off. The way he stalks slowly puts me on high alert.โThat could have just been me genuinely not thinking youโre shit and trying to avoid you as much as I can.โโThatโs not possible.โ He chuckles like itโs a joke, which itโs not. โYou love me.โHe takes another step closer, and I growl more fiercely, baring my fangs at him. This is just taking narcissistic delusion to another level.Somehow, heโs concocted this bizarre id
FREYAโS POV:Iโm floating on the softest cloud ever, hovering over everyone else down below.I donโt want it is but thereโs no sense of pain or strife within meโฆ only peace.Iโm finally at peace with every conflicting thought Iโve ever had about myself and everything around me, my friendsโฆ my new family. I regret nothing, and even if I could go back in time, Iโd change nothing.It as though Iโve been reborn into my new self with a new dawn and beginning staring back at me.I donโt remember what kind of dream I have when my eyes finally open from this deep slumber but it leaves a sense of complete fulfillment and happiness.Once my eyes are open, Iโm staring right up at the ceiling and quickly know thatโs Iโm in another new environment again.I groggily seat up, groaning once the pain in my lower back hits and suddenly feeling weight on my thigh.The weight being Xena passed off on my lap.This moment reminds me of all the times sheโs stuck right by my bedside every single time I pass
FREYAโS POV:Luckily for me he actually shuts up unable to come up with anything else once itโs clear that Iโm not going to budge at all.I take both his hands and with enough force smash against the chains with the same stone, continuously; hard with my stored up anger with whatever messed up fate I was born with.Like I donโt even get to rest for a week, or month before something major is pulled over me.Eventually it begins to crack under the pressure and finally breaks apart giving both his arm freedom.Instead of standing up, however, he falls back against the wall groaning in much more pain and clutching at his chest.โSilas!โ I reach for him pulling him up again.โFreyaโฆ you should know, they gave me another toxic dose of wolfsband before locking me up. I can barely move or get us out of here. This is your last chance to get out of here and save yourself.โ He says in a strained voice breaking out in cold sweat.โNo wayโฆ youโre coming with me one way or another.โ I say trying ha
FREYAโS POV:No matter how hard I try to focus on it I canโt seem to connect with Silas anymore adding more to my currently panicking state.I canโt help but think the worse especially with how bad he had sounded before I wasnโt able to hear him again.Heโs definitely not safe or okayโฆ I can feel it in the pit of my gut.Something extremely vile is going on.And he expects me to just abandon it all and leave?No fucking way Iโm not.I walk up ahead towards the exit seeing a few unconscious bodies in my way as I walk by before Iโm just by the doors to freedom where the other three are casually waiting from me.Xena stands up abruptly moving over to me.โHow was it? Were you able to link with him?โ She asks expectantly and all their eyes look up to me as well, expecting some form of newsGood news.I suck in my trembling breathe before I can speak.โElenaโs gone crazy and started some kind of usurp. Silas and his parents are currently capturedโฆ and the wizard I was talking aboutโฆ someho
SILASโ POV:โMagic?โ I turn to Father, staring at him in disbelief but he doesnโt bother looking my way, probably because he doesnโt believe I deserve an explanation.โOhโฆ you didnโt know?โ Elena says, focusing on me. โThis family heirloom you see here is a magic artifact that was stolen by your great grandmother from a small group of wizards and used against them to force their submission.โShe explains, dangling it right in my face.โYou knew this?โ I ask him again but he doesnโt bother looking my way.โShe took the artifact from the magic users because they were abusing the power and using it to terrorize the people. Taking it was for our protection.โ He explains instead.โLiars!โ Elena yells out suddenly loud but her voice is different from before.It sounds merged with a maleโs deeper voice, echoing her words immediately she says them.โYou took the power for yourselves and used it selfishly.โ She adds as her purple eyes begin glowing.Iโm caught between thinking this is just an
SILASโ POV:โWhat is this about now?โ He snaps once weโre alone on the balcony.Itโs just weird how he hasnโt noticed it, the hint of animosity oozing out of Elena and her father, after how it seems to be that theyโre closely keeping an eye on every single thing weโve been doing since theyโve walked in.โThis isnโt the time to be a bastard of a father, so just listen to me.โ I snap, easily provoked.โIf this is your plan to ruin years of hard work Iโve put into this agreement, Iโll have to remind you whose life is at stake.โ He points out cruelly without batting an eyelash.Again, he doesnโt bother to hear a single thing I have to say, which irks me even more. How can someone be so prideful that they canโt see whatโs in front of them?โHow loyal do you think Crescent moon pack is to the throne?โ I ask.โOf course, no one can ever be loyal enough. We have more than a handful of wolf packs looking for a chance to overthrow us and take the mantle of power for themselves, and thatโs why w
SILASโ POV:It took what feels like an extra day since Fatherโs visit before Iโm finally let out of my cell to change into a tux, of course for the dinner thatโs scheduled tonight.My full strength hasnโt returned, so I donโt bother escaping and searching for Freya. I need to wait for the perfect time, when my strength is at its peak again.Once Iโm dressed in the suit, however, two metal cuffs linked together by chains and most definitely laced with silver are clasped onto both my arms, restricting my movement.โAlphaโs orders; so you donโt go wolfing out when we least expect It.โ The guard explains, tossing the key into his pocket.My old man had really considered everything. Keeping me in chains during said dinner to also to show the in-laws that he has me under his thumb this time and I wonโt pull any funny business again.Interesting.Once secured, Iโm escorted into a limo just outside, waiting to take me back home and farther from the place he has Freya locked up.Iโm skeptical
FREYAโS POV:More than a few hours, and possibly a whole day have gone by since I gained consciousness, and I still canโt feel Silas.My wolf grows even more panicked as I feel bare and stripped for some reason. Itโs weird how Iโve lived without it for years but days after receiving the bond and strengthening it, it almost feels like I just canโt live without it.The silence and white walls around arenโt helping at all.โHey guys, wanna play a game to pass time?โ Lucas yells out so I can hear what heโs saying.โReally, even now, you want to be goofy?โ Xena admonishes him, probably with her eyes.โWhat? Thereโs nothing else to do.โ He points out and heโs not wrong at all.But it wonโt be easy focusing my mind on being calmโฆ not when Silas is missing.โHow long do you think itโs going to take before King Darius holds the mating ceremony?โ I ask out loud, not really expecting an answer.โHeโs going to want to get things sooner, so maybe weโre looking at five days, if not sooner.โ Lucas
FREYAโS POV:โFreyaโฆ FreyaโฆโThe voice that seems a distance away summons my conscious mind back into my body and my groggy eyes slowly lift open.It takes a moment for my blurry vision to take shape and I can finally make out exactly where I am again, and where the voice is coming from.First off, I realize Iโm in a cell room.How do I know?Same white walls just like before, resembling an asylumโฆ probably designed to ensure that prisoners lose their grasp on reality and lose their minds.Man, I had never thought Iโd somehow find myself back here, but here I am, trapped in prison again.Only difference with this room is the very tiny window high up on the wall to the other room; the hole that the voice seeps in.Second thing I realize is just how familiar the voice is.โFreyaโฆโ It calls out again like a harsh whisper.โXena?โ I croak, still having a dry throat.โOh my god!โ Her voice goes octaves higher and suddenly sounds extremely ecstatic. โOh my God, Freyaโฆ Youโre awake!โYes I a
SILASโ POV:The force of cold and chilling water splashing across my face forces my consciousness to come crashing back into my body.I immediately go on defense, remembering the last thing I had witnessed while gasping for air but Iโm far from where I had been the last time, my eyes were open.Instead of the wet and muddy earth of the forest and sturdy trees around, Iโm kneeling in a plain room with white walls and both my arms are heavily chained away from my body.And right in front of me is my father, sitting calmly.My rage returns only in seconds as I lurch forward after him, tugging at the chains to break them, but Iโm pulled back by the unbreakable metal once my strength is unable to do so much.โLaced with Silver.โ He points out just how much of my efforts are being wasted with my struggling.Even with that, I continue my struggle like a rabid dog thirsty for blood for a few more minutes before the fatigue actually begins to settle in.โDonโt try to fight too much and waste y