FREYA’S POV:I freeze on the spot like I’ve been caught red handed, but I’m sure it hasn’t struck midnight yet.I at least have a few more minutes to say what I need to before the spell wears off, so what does he have to say to me?“Silas…” I begin, trying to explain myself but stop midway, feeling a ball of anxiety clog my throat and tears threaten to seep from my eyes.Darn, why is this so hard?I take a step back, looking away while catching my breath.Why can’t I do this? Why is it so fucking hard?“Freya?” He steps closer to me? looking worried and all.I give up like the coward I am, unable to force myself to say what I need to say. The way he watches me so earnestly with genuine worry makes the guilt in my chest bubble and block every word that I want to say. I know it’s just another excuse that I’m unconsciously making up to stall though, but what can I do?I force a smile to put him at ease.“Why don’t you go first?”Yet again, I’m stalling up till the very moment when my

FREYA’S POV: The next time I open my eyes, I realize that I’m already in a totally different location, on a bed that isn’t mine, in an environment completely unrecognisable.So, my first instinct is to jump right up and go on defence.The throbbing pain on the back of my head and on my lower back stops the abrupt movement, forcing me to lay back onto the bed forcefully.I groan in pain once it hits like a brick, crashing into my skull and like a metal bar, smashing the bones of my lower back.For the meantime, I’m crippled — not in the sense of being unable to work but in the sense of not being able to make large movements and escape while I’m in this state.I clutch my throbbing head and feel the thick layers of bandages wrapped around as some sort of treatment for my injury, and on looking at my hands, every cut is plastered neatly with cute band aids, having heart shaped stickers.My eyes finally move to my surroundings as well.I’m on a queen sized canopy bed with black drapes an

UNKNOWN POV:How dare he…?How dare all of them treat me like a disposable rag that can be tossed aside whenever to their convenience?How dare he pick her over me?I am his fated. I am his mate, and not that good for nothing piece of trash of a human he fancies and now, she’s a disgusting lowly Omega, and he still wants to be with her?I won't allow it. I won’t allow a rat take what is mine, what is rightfully mine by birth. I was chosen first. We were meant to be together — I am his betrothed.He should love me.Not her.Definitely not an omega.I scream out just before kicking the door to my room open and stepping in. My rage is uncontrollable after hearing their conversation. She deserves to be locked up for deceiving everyone, burnt at a stake if possible and yet, he was choosing to protect her ass.What does he see in that bitch?Why can’t he see through her façade? Why doesn’t he realize he’s made for me?I need to let my anger out, the pain in my chest from his betrayal.I p

Freya’s POVI wince from the sharp pain throbbing in my head once I’m finally able to seat up without the help of anyone.The pain is way less than it had been few days ago however, so I know my injury is healing faster than anticipated, which is a good thing. Usually I’d stay bed ridden for a week from this kind of injury.I reach out for the bowl of soup left on my bed side with my good hand and bring it closer to myself while I begin eating.Today is more quiet than other days, especially since Xena’s left for school. She had been with me nonstop since the argument, fretting over every single thing I did and also keeping me company and now that’s she’s absent it all just feels so lonely, being left with my haunting thoughts.I’ grateful that she’s offered a place for me to stay for as long as I can and I wish I could do that, but stay here would be similar to hiding away from the world which is not the life I had envisioned for myself.Not that I’ve fallen to rock bottom I’d much r

SILAS’ POV:It doesn’t take very long after the whole fiasco in school for her to pop up into my mind as my very first suspect. Maybe I had suspected something from the moment I found her hair tie in the library right after Lucas and I had talked about it, but I didn’t want to believe it was possible.Maybe it's because of how lenient I’ve been towards her, mostly because I have known her for most of my life just like Adam and Lucas.My familiarity with her must be the reason I continuously hold myself back in admonishing her, but everything changes today.I will nip the bud from it’s roots one way or another. I was stupid to think that her signing the documents was a form of surrender from her, especially since no one has heard anything about Elena Crescent since our last encounter.I thought it would be the last time we would ever need to cross paths in the most unfortunate manner but I was so wrong and now, I’m regretting it.Once I leave Xena’s hideouts after saying my farewells