Chapter 6

Simon went for her lips but Freya turned away. 

Her back faced him as he stood, speechless.

He couldn't explain what just happened. It was as though a force drew him to Freya.

"I'm so..

"It is fine. I'll take my leave," Freya cut his words short.

He stood as he watched her take her leave. He had no excuses for his actions.

Freya was still in shock. 

"Could it be that a mating bond formed?" she thought to herself.

"No." she shook her head, not wanting to believe that her thoughts might be true.

It's barely two days since she was rejected by her mate, how could this be? 

This ought to be some sort of coincidence. Countless thoughts ran through her head.

What she regretted the most was having to attend the mating ceremony. Had she known, she wouldn't have attended the mating ceremony.

"What did you just say?" Alan boomed.

A guard was standing before him. His clothes were soaked in blood; an open injury was in view.

At the speed of lightning, Alan approached him and grabbed his neck. The guard found it hard to breathe.

"You lost a frail lady? Someone who is capable of nothing," he yelled, adding pressure on the guard's neck.

Alan was consumed by anger. He was raged; one could tell from his glare.

His eyes looked as though it could burn the entire pack down.

The guard struggled to breath.  Seeing that Alan wouldn't let go of him, he raised his hand. He had something to say.

Alan released his neck and pushed him hard to the floor.

Bowing his head, the guard spoke.

"She was so strong that I barely escaped."

"I managed to survive, so I could report this to you," he explained.

"What audacity! You still have the guts to speak in this manner after failing a mission?" Alan was furious.

"Do you know the punis….."

"Just give me more time, I will find her and bring her to you this time," the guard pleaded.

He knew if he wanted to survive, he should find Freya at all cost. He knew better than anyone that Alan cannot be messed with.

Alan chuckled.

"You would bring her to me?" he asked.

The guard nodded.

He grabbed the guard's hair and lifted his face. He gazed directly into his eyes.

"I'll give you some time as you have asked, if that time elapses…" he paused.

"If that time elapses and I don't see Freya at my feet in a pitiful state, your head is in."

"Do you understand?" Alan barked.

"Yes! Yes, I understand, " the guard hurried to say.

"You may leave," Alan dismissed.

The guard walked hastily as he was afraid Alan could have a change of mind.

Now, he is into more danger than he was when Alan sent him to look for and kill Freya.

 Now, he just had to find Freya at all cost.

Simon was heading towards Alan's chambers when he saw the guard walking  out of Alan chambers, with his head lowered.

He inspected him thoroughly and saw that he had an injury on his arm. 

From the look of things, since he was coming out of Alan's chambers, Simon suspected that he might be the guard Alan had sent to execute Freya.

Simon clenched his fist. 

Alan was going way too far. He wondered why Alan wanted Freya dead.

It was strange as to why he desperately wanted her eliminated.

He couldn't wrap his head around it. He sauntered towards his chambers with fury.

"Was it accomplished?" Reyna asked, as she sat down beside Alan.

No answer came from him. He gazed at the wall.

"Alan?" Reyna shook him.

"You are here,"  responded like someone who was in shock.

He seemed to be  in deep thoughts before Reyna jolted him out of it.

"Erm, not exactly," Alan faced her.

She raised her brow questioningly.

"I mean, he was unable to execute his mission," he explained.

Reyna's countenance changed.

"Alan, do not mess this up," she said, visibly infuriated.

Alan glanced up at Reyna.

He didn't expect it to be this hard when he and Reyna planned to bring Freya down. She was stronger than he thought.

"Reyna, we have to take things easy so it goes smoothly as we want."

"Freya is stronger than we think. She's not the weak looking girl you knew anymore," Alan stated.

"Come on, Alan. What do you think will happen when she comes for revenge?" 

"What do you think will be of me when she finds out I'm the master minder of everything?" Reyna asked.

She was already getting afraid things wouldn't go as planned.

If she should let Freya live, it'll pose as a threat to her.

She paced about in the room, thinking of what to do.

She used in her tracks when Alan held her waist from behind. 

Then he whispered softly into her ears: "You need to take a break, I don't like seeing you this tensed."

"Don't let Freya be a bother," he said further.

Reyna turned to face him.

"How can you be so sure when we failed  twice?" she asked.

Alan looked at her for a few minutes. He moved the hair which fell on her face. He pecked her on her lips and then he uttered:

"I assure you this time that it will go well as planned."

"If you want her to be brought down badly, I will make it happen," he guaranteed.

Reyna smiled.

Alan, seeing he has convinced her, gave her a deep kiss. He smashed his lips deep into hers. Reyna hung her hands around his neck so she wouldn't lose balance. 

He moved his lips from hers and brought them to her neck. He plastered kisses at every nook and crane on her neck. She let out silent but profound moans.

He raised her gown up as his hand found its way to her breast which was in the custody of a bra.

Reyna bit her lips; her eyes were filled with desire and want.

A knock on the door disrupted them.

Reyna and Alan  halted. Reyna arranged herself, Alan did the same.

The knock came again. They stared and waited in silence.

Alan has opened his mouth to answer whoever it was that knocked when the door flung open.

Simon stepped inside. 

In as much as Alan expected Simon to come, he was still surprised. It was bold of someone who didn't accomplish his mission to show his face here.

Simon bowed.

"How did it go?" Alan asked with a smile.

"It went well, my lord," Simon answered.

He looked at Reyna and bowed slightly at her. 

He also found Alan's smile suspicious. He wondered if Alan was trying to play dumb.

"I am curious to where you have been," Reyna chipped in.

Simon raised his head and glanced at her.

"Doing my duty."

He went further to say: "I had to look for a place to discard the body. She should be allowed to rest in peace, at least."

"I will take my leave now," he announced and veered around.

After shutting the door behind him, Simon breathed out.

"That was close." he sighed.

He was still confused about something. He couldn't stop thinking about how he saw Alan smile earlier. Perhaps he wasn't the one who sent the wolves to kill Freya.

But then, it was only Alan who knew where he took her to, and he was also the one who ordered that she be executed.

Moreover, he saw a wounded guard while entering the pack house, so it was evident that Alan sent the wolves that attacked Freya.

He immediately remembered that Freya told him she was going to look for a place to stay. He needed to find a way to communicate with her.