Novel & Cerita Freddy 13

Four faces turned toward me with the same expression the specific look of children encountering an adult who has just said something too good to be immediately trusted. “All of it?” Loveth said carefully. “All of it,” I confirmed. “Aquarium, jellyfish, amusement park, the upside-down ride, ice cream first because Dean is right about that one, and the spinning thing at the park at the end. All of it. One day. Starting now.” Freddy stared at me for exactly one second before turning to his siblings with the energy of someone who had just won something enormous. “I told you daddy was the best one.”

No one does. ‘Mum. Mum. Are you going to come and play with us?’ Freya looks at me with her big brown eyes, she takes after me. ‘Yes darling.’ I quickly jump up from my seat on the floor and scoop her up into my arms. Her long black hair is just like mine too, poker straight and thick. ‘Muuuuum!’ I spin us around, faster and faster until the world becomes a green and blue blur. ‘Hahaaa.’ I laugh out loud and come to a staggering stop. With her still in my arms I fall backwards in to the long grass. Her held tightly against my chest. She giggles into my neck and the scent of her fills my head. I can’t believe my babies are ten already. In no time at all they will get their wolves and find the

Chapter 3: The Prince's Plea As the investigation into the murder of Senator Frank Kasidy continued, Miriam and her team worked tirelessly to uncover the identity of the killer. The note left at the crime scene, threatening the life of Prince Abdullahi Salim, had raised the stakes. The prince, a powerful and influential figure in the city, was not taking the threat lightly. Miriam and Donovan arrived at the prince's mansion, determined to persuade him to cooperate with the police. The prince's security team greeted them at the gate, and after a brief wait, they were ushered into the prince's office.

Freeda frowned and seemed disgusted with our reaction. ''What's going on with you Freeda, it looks like you're out of your mind, '' Cassius said and laughed. "I'm telling the truth! He's a vampire!" Freeda dictated, I just shook my head and couldn't help but laugh. ''Just rest Freeda, you still have a fever,'' Flynn said and helped her stand up, Flynn also looking at Freeda's scratch on the arm. ''W-what happened to your arm?'' he asked worriedly.

"You putas think I'm stupid enough to leave you here unwatched and unguarded?" "What the fuck do you want, Freddy?" I hissed, taking a step back. "Ah," Freddy smirked. "This isn't about want, Caterina. This is about getting my revenge. Revenge to the De Marchis who's been killing my family for centuries. Hunting us like dogs." I hated the way he said my name. It was venomous and filled with malice. "My dear Harrieta, did you know that your father killed my parents and my sister? Did you know that my sister was sleeping, clueless of the family business—innocent and helpless when your father decided to slit her throat?"

“I’m going to step into the bathroom to put on something sexy and take care of protection. You just get naked and in bed.” As soon as she closed the door, Freddie jumped out of his pants, peeled his sticky boxers off, and threw them against the wall where they stuck. He sat in the bed and tried to relax. Baseball, I’ve got to think baseball. Singles, doubles, triples, homers. I’m going to score a grand slam! The door opened and she stepped out wearing nothing but a smile. “Is this too much clothing or just enough?”

I faced him, feeling trapped with no clear way out. “I’m curious about the lengths you’d go to protect those close to you,” Bellamy said, gripping my chin firmly to ensure I met his gaze. “You let Hugo have his way with you on that counter, and to safeguard your friends, you advised them to stay away. What lengths would you go to ensure their safety? I’m intrigued.” “Oops!” I heard Frederick’s voice rise in anger. He leapt from his seat, his eyes and voice reflecting something unsettling. As he moved, his face began to sprout fur, and his teeth sharpened into dangerous points.

My blood freezes over numerous notifications immediately after the photo upload. "Oops,my bad" Freya's removes her foot. "Me too. Finger slipped" Bridgette giggles deviously.

That was why it was useless to say anything more. Freddy added, "Jefferson, can I ask you for a favor." "What is it about?" Jefferson replied. "I know I didn't kill anyone, but since I'm a suspect, it won't be any good if this spreads. Can you please do me a favor and keep this a secret? I can't let Freya know about this." Freddy was not afraid of anything. The only thing he was afraid of was Freya misunderstanding him further. He was afraid that he wouldn't be able to clear things up, which would make Freya's misunderstanding toward him grow even deeper.

Freddy came dancing out of the bathroom in her robe, a towel wrapped tightly around her wet hair, moving across the room to a beat only she could hear. “Come on, come on, country bumpkin! Go get your shower and get your bumpkin on,” Freddy urged, clapping her hands together. “I don’t want to be late for this party! I wanna get there before all the cute guys are gone—or, worse yet, taken!”