LOGINFreda’s POVMy head pounded as if fifty people were marching in it. The night was extremely long, and sleep eluded me. I stared at the ceiling all night. Countless times, I tried to mind-link Craig, but it was all futile. At daybreak, I was the first to leave the room in search of Greg. The Image of the red dot was plastered on my mind. I was planning to go find Greg, but my leg found its way to the system room. Slowly, I moved, not wanting to alert or wake anyone who was still asleep. Opening the door quietly, I glanced back. There was no one there. Sharon's words registered in my mind. The people might think I was a betrayer if they found me here, but my only goal was to rescue Craig. I closed the door back with a silent prayer to the goddess that no one else would come in. I moved to the system Greg had shown me, but the red dot wasn’t there anymore. My heart pulsed. My eyes moved around the system; maybe he had moved to another place. But the more I looked, the more it beca
Craig’s POV“Do you mean Clayton?”She moved back, her eyes darting around as if searching for something. I moved closer to her. Was this trap deeper than I thought?“Is it him?”She shook her head, moving frantically. “I don’t want to talk about it anymore.”But I wanted to hear all about it. I moved closer to her, and she had hit the wall, so there was nowhere for her to go anymore. It was just the two of us here with no escape. Why did they put her in the same room as me?I held her hand, slowly lifting her chin. I avoided where the bruises were, so as not to invoke a fresh pang of pain in her. “You can talk to me. I won’t hurt you.”She looked at me, then looked away. Slowly, she pulled her hand away from mine, twisting it together and staring at it like they were the most important thing to her. I sat back, creating a bit of distance between us. If I wanted her to trust me, I wasn’t going to pressure her. She looked up at me again, her gaze not meeting mine directly. “I was k
Freda’s POVI thought the night wouldn’t get worse, but I was mistaken. The room was so small that in a few steps we could round the whole room. There were two beds alone, and we were six occupants waiting at the door. My gaze moved to Ava. She shrugged. “I think we should share three on a bed.”“Are you kidding me?” Sharon retorted. “What do you mean by three on a bed. This bed can’t contain me alone.” Before we knew it, she had run and jumped onto the bed closest to the window. She sprawled herself wide on the bed, leaving no space for others. Ava moved herself from my side, rushing to Sharon’s side and pulling her off the bed. Sharon landed on the fall with a big thud. “If anyone deserves to sleep on the floor, it’s you.”Sharon dragged herself up, shaking off an invisible dust. The floor was neat from my view. She rushed towards Ava, but before she could reach her. I ran towards her, grabbing hold of her arms. She yelled, trying to pull her hand from mine, but I held on fast
Craig’s POVWe were dragged from what I assumed was Clayton’s throne room, right back to the room they had brought me out from, but this time, I wasn’t alone. I had a roommate - the lady with the mark. The men threw her carelessly on the floor, making her gasp for air, before letting out that random cough again. My heart ached that she had to go through what she had no idea about, especially since she was just innocent. Yet, I was thankful it wasn’t Freda in that position. The moment the men left, I dragged my feet to where she remained lying on the floor. I turned her, making sure her face was facing upward. “Are you okay?”She let out coughs, then clutched my hand again. “Please, help me.” She coughed; this time, it was accompanied by drops of blood. I cursed, helping her to sit upright so that she would feel better. But all she did was hold my cloth strongly. “Please… help…me.” Each word was punctuated with a loud cough. My hand lifted her back. “Please, stop talking. You ar
Freda’s POVGreg turned to us. “We found Craig’s location.”A sharp tone played in my ears, and all I could hear was ‘we found Craig’s location’. I tried to leave where I was at the edge of the door, but I couldn’t take a step forward.Sheila jumped. “What are you waiting for? Ask for the location.”Unlike me, Ava ran beside Greg, staring at the screen as if she understood everything. No one spared me a glance as they focused on whatever they were looking at.I had to force myself to join them at the screen.A small red d
Craig’s POV“Well, I have a gift for you.”I moved back on instinct. I hated how close he was to me.His smirk grew bigger. He moved around me, his gaze narrowed like someone eyeing a prey he was about to kill.Maybe that was all I was to him.A prey.I moved back.Then he moved backward, dragging himself back to his seat. Then he clapped his hands dramatically.My eyes narrowed at the door.
Freda’s POVThe sky was grey when I woke up to prepare for today’s training. Unlike the previous day, I didn’t want to wait for Ava this time. I was determined to change and learn more about myself. I took a bath and changed into an outfit best suited for combat.By the time there was a knock on my
Craig’s P.O.VLights filtered in from the only window in my office. Greg sat opposite me with a folder in his hand. I tilted my head at him. “Did my uncle also hear about the mark?’Greg nodded. “I believe everyone knows about the mark. From the information I gathered, I heard the Sun Blood Pack was
Freda’s P.O.V“What did she say to you?” Ava’s head turned to follow the lady.My heart sank. I sat upright, accepting the plate of food from Ava. “She said what she said.”She shook her head, her brows furrowed. “Don’t give me that bullshit, Freda. Remember when I said I don’t trust everyone here—K
Freda’s POV“And this is the training ground,” Ava pointed at the forest. She took it upon herself to show me everywhere in the cabin. The kitchen, the living room, the male training room, the carpark, and now, we were standing at the general training ground. Not that I would ever refer to this pl







