TAMING THE PLAYBOY ALPHA のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 11 - チャプター 20

Silas POV:Another boring school day. I toss my textbooks into my locker, slamming it shut. Elena stands right by my side, tapping away on the screen of her phone. She’s been more clingy than usual these days and it’s starting to get on my nerves. Sadly, there's only little I could do or say. Betrothed wolves were meant to be seen together always; something about demonstrating the closeness of their bond. A good Alpha is nothing without a Luna, so the saying went.Then again, wolves only felt a strong connection with their mates and even in the rare cases of betrothal, there was meant to be a form of partnership, yet I felt an aftertaste of repulsion having Elena around, hovering about everything I do. I feel no solace in being hers, instead someone else plagues my thoughts every waking moment.It’s like my mind’s been drugged and I can’t think straight anymore.Freya, that damn Freya. Annoying, witty, with a peculiar allure to her. I want her, my wolf wants her but I can’t say if i

FREYA'S POV:I took hours washing out the taste from my mouth, traumatized by the experience — the smell, the chunky texture, the painfully tight grip that held me in place. I couldn’t break free no matter how I struggled and the memories were haunting and filled me with hatred.My weakness becomes painfully obvious to me every day and I can’t help but hate it so much. If I had been truly born as something better than an Omega, I would have been strong enough to push her down… and hurt her. I’m standing in the girl’s toilet in front of the large mirrors. I look up at myself — eyes red, my shoulders shivering not from the cold, totally embarrassed. I make a promise not to take any more shit from her.Evening came quickly for which I am grateful. Xena was since back from home, placing some of her new things in place as I walk in with my luggage. I attempt to roll my huge bag across the room with much struggle but she quickly moves to me, taking the bag with so much ease like it weighs

FREYA'S POV:“You okay?”Her voice breaks into my raging thoughts and I’m startled, jumping right in my seat.I look up, noticing Xena for the first time with a worried look in her eyes. I look round at the empty seats around and turn behind me. He’s also not in class too — Silas.“Where’s everyone?”“Freya, class ended 5 minutes ago. Everyone’s at the cafeteria.”“Oh.” I realize half of my day has passed in a haze.“What’s up with you? You’ve been like this since this morning.”I say nothing. After I had woken up from that dream, I feel literally chills down my spine. Unable to sleep, I'd stared at the ceiling till the sun was out and just haven't felt up for anything since then. My hairs stand up at the back of my neck like I can sense something isn’t right.“I’m fine, just a little tired. Couldn’t sleep last night.” I rub my tired eyes and yawn, rising from my desk. Xena watches me like she doesn’t want to believe my bullshit story and wants to pry further. But she sighs, giving i

FREYA'S POV:After hours of battling with my curls with various detangling instruments, we’re finally able to get a sleek bun and curled edges. Xena places a butterfly hairpin as a final touch and falls back onto her bed, sighing from exhaustion.“Finally.” She exhalesI take a look at the finished results. It's giving everything I need and more. On my face is a very mild undertoned makeup that enhances my milky skin and then cherry pink lip tint with a glossy finish. I’m impressed by how good I look.“Wow, you really outdid yourself today, Xena. I look great.”“I simply brought out what was already there.”I roll my eyes at her classic cheesy comment, standing up to put a few finishing touches to my outfit. It’s a dark brown mini dress that clings to my shape, paired with a black leather jacket just in case it's cold outside.I slide on my black heeled boots and I’m ready to go.“You sure you want to go on this date?”Xena starts again with her second-guessing my date with Silas. It

FREYA'S POV:“So, you’re telling me you went on a date with Silas Bloodmoon and all you did was get ice cream?” Xena questions in disbelief.We are currently making our way out of the female dorm and to the building where our classes are being held. She casually hangs her bag over her shoulder by my side.“Yes, basically. It was nice actually.” Especially the part where we had a real conversation.“And he didn’t make a move on you?”I smile nervously.The truth is, after heading back to school and getting in trouble for returning late, Xena had incessantly queried me on the details which I had given… with the exemption of the party, of course. She was already sensitive and touchy about the idea of hanging out with Silas and I didn’t want to possibly give her a heart attack relaying the details of it. The truth is, despite her views, I need to get close to him and I don’t need her getting in the way.“Yes, he didn’t.”“Bullshit, there’s no wa