Freya’s pov
As he explained to me with every tremor and fear in his body, I couldn’t help but admire him. It was evident in his eyes that he cared what I thought, he cared for the light in which I saw him. He tried to repair that reputation for me. He didn’t want me to see him in a bad light, and someone that didn’t mind for what my perception of him was wouldn’t mind how I saw him.. so the fact that he rushed down here, held me and tried to explain showed exactly how much he cared for me.
It only proved to me that the mate bond was in full effect and that I wasn’t the only feeling this pull. He appeared so vulnerable and weak for me.
“So it was your father’s?” I asked not to completely let him see that his act was getting to me and melting me like a candle wax.
“Yes yes,” he affirmed.
It was just he and I now in the room, call it intuition or my inner guts but I wasn’t totally buying all that he had today me. Yes it was heart softening, to see the alpha whom everyone addressed as the devil be this soft for his mate. Yet somehow I couldn’t utterly shake off that feeling and while I nodded to him and smiled, I kept in my heart a plan.
Sooner or later the truth would come out and one thing about truth was that it would make itself visible with time.
So as for now, I smiled and hugged him.
“Okay, I believe you,” I said to him.
If I was to discover the truth, I head to tread carefully and be mindful of what I do.
“Let’s get you to the room,” he said and guided me out of the room not before calling Iris.
Iris came running at his name, “alpha,” he simply said with a bow.
“Take care of everything, make sure everything is in order,” he commanded. He shot Iris a glare and turned to me.
“Come along,” Artemis called along.
We got into the elevator and headed to his winx. Or as he once put it, ‘our winx’.
I loved the idea of sleeping with him in the same room, like I mean…. He was literally a Demi-god, well aside from the fact that he’s a well known murder —- so maybe Demi-devil but the whole fact in the midst of all this was that he was hot. And just his mare touch erupting some form of feelings and hotness at the pit of my stomach, sensation that I had never once in my life experienced before.
Still I needed my own room. I did not know if it was too soon to start demanding things, personal things; like a room, clothes, phone. I can’t even recall when I last used a phone.
I was scared, he could get mad about demanding why I would want a room to myself, he may refuse and maybe get hot headed about it. So far as I had come he hadn’t been harsh or mean in the way that I was assuming and expecting. I did want to cut it short so soon.
But if I really was his wife and mate, he might consider it and it wasn’t such a bad thing to ask from a mate, my mate.
We took steady strides toward the door, the double door. He stopped abruptly and glanced at me, it was a glance of worry. It was evident that he had worries, that he was thinking.
It gnawed within me to know his thoughts. I, of course, didn't want to say the wrong thing that might spike him up.
For all I knew, he may be pissed that I went through his stuff, his personal stuff for invading his privacy. I didn’t know how to react or what to say, hence the reason for my solitude.
He brought me closer to him, dragging me away from my thoughts and to him. My reality.
“You’re so quiet,” he noticed, “ you usually have a thousand questions in your head at disposal but you’re eerily quiet.”
In such a short period of time he had studied me, it was heart melting and I wouldn’t lie if I said that didn’t bring a smile to my wolf’s face.
“Is everything okay?” He inquired yet again.
I stifled a giggle which did not go unnoticed by him. Taking a quick glance at him, I noticed his facial demeanour calm, it shifted from the last disturbed and worried expression.
“It’s nothing,” I told him.
My mind was clawing at me to voice out what I had been thinking; that I wanted a room of my own. I couldn’t because somehow I felt, ‘who was I to ask for my own room,’ I had basically been a slave for thirteen years, what right did I have. It felt as though I was asking for too much because of the mate bond and I didn’t want to push my luck.
His physique emitted impatience, like he couldn’t wait any more minutes to get on his bed. He was stressed out, I remembered how hellish he looked when he first walked in this evening.
“So I can’t get to know the reason why you’re giggling,” he prodded.
“It’s just the way you’re caring, it’s sw..eet,” I blurted out like the fool that I am.
His last action made the foolishness worth it, he chuckled darkly, it was small. I didn’t mind, what was that they said again, ‘baby steps,’ yeah.
“Of course I care about you,” he said much to my surprise . I didn’t know how to react to this, the blood rushed to my cheek and I felt them heat up. My wolf on the other side was smiling like an idiot, I didn’t blame her though, we were both idiots.
As we walked into the room, he let go of my hands and I carried my sore feets to the bathroom. I sat my ass down in the bathtub and enjoyed some nice warm baths. Soaking in the warm water and letting it soften all the rigid tension I must have felt.
My life had always been a meagre, deficient and lacking. Meeting Artemis was a beautiful turn of event, I would consider it a story. Those ones with wonderful plot twists and lines and It was hard to comprehend that this was my life now. A dream.
The heat from the hot water brought about dew that encompassed the bathroom. I stepped out of the bath after a while, took a rope and put on.
Getting to the room where Artemis lay on the bed like the king that he is, he watched my every movement like a predator watching a prey carefully.
I turned my back to him in embarrassment, shy that he was watching me.
“You can wear my shirt,” he told me.
I’m glad he got the memo, I was fidgeting and conjuring up how I was going to put it out that I needed a dress to wear, I still didn’t feel confident enough. Take it from constant belittling by those Rexes of a family.
When I turned to him, the next words that flew out of my mouth were completely impulsive and it brought great fears to me.
“Can I get my own room?”
“What did you say?!”He asked
I’m dead….
Freya’s Pov As those words flew from my mouth, the air around me got chilly and I stood frozen in time, not moving, my mind in a steady frenzy.The room fell silent, so quiet that anyone would mistake it for a graveyard. The atmosphere was portentous and I began wishing at the last minute that I had shut up.My back was still to him, the grey shirt firmly held in my hands. Holding tightly to it like it would take me back in time to undo the words that I had said.He was quiet, I was equally silent, the only sound being his breathing and my erratic beating heart. I turned slowly to him.Fear had of course engulfed me like a fog, but nonetheless, the need to look him in the face would satiate me and at least, reduce the terror in me.He didn’t say anything, I wished he would say something, a word perhaps. Even a facial expression would heavily be needed but he was emotionless and stoic which only increased my worry.What was I thinking? Freya!!This was as a result of fear, why did I b
Freya’s povRunning into the hard string surface, it sent me back. I yelped as I lost my balance and was going butt down on the ground. Just as I was about to make contact with the floor two large arms had their arms around me, catching me just in time.My hands by reflex went up and were wrapped around my savior's neck. He balanced me and I gazed into his gold coloured eyes.I saw where his infatuation or should I say his obsession for gold came from. Even his were good and they were pretty.But before I started drooling and dreaming about his looks, it wasn’t time for that.His hold was posited on me and so was his gaze. Eluding a quizzical feature, probably wondering why I was running in the hallway like someone that was being chased by a ghost.Yes I was being chased, but I never saw the face of my follower nor did I get a glimpse of his silhouette. All I heard were footsteps and I was already on my heels.Horror movies had portrayed a lot of foolish characters that I would fall v
Freya’s Pov I took her in one final time, my eyes roaming her body like a security camera. She was emitting a negative energy and directly gave off the vibe of Evelyn.“I’ll wait for you. You should wash up because you look like a mess, then we can head out to the mall,” she told me sweetly.My eyes bulged and my mouth fell open as I gaped at her. This was how I reacted within myself while discreetly cursing for making such quick and rash judgment of her.Her attributes were not sitting well with me. I’ve never been wrong before about a person's character. It was not like I had made many judgments on people in the past but I was always right when it came to Evelyn.Deep down my heart was tugging at me to believe that she was a nice sweet girl just like her voice but I strongly agreed otherwise.Her character was off and she looked like she rolled her eyes and grumbled when she was assigned the assignment.I don’t believe it. For all I knew she could be a sly. A snake. She was playing
Freya’s Pov We arrived at the mall and I was surprised that I was still in one piece. No bone broken, no injuries and no one was reported, ‘anyone’ would have been me though.Halfway into the mall I recalled something very important. Credit card. How were we going to pay for the stuff?Noticing that I stopped halfway, Racheal turned to me and gave me the look of ‘why did you stop?’“We don’t have a credit card, how are we going to pay?” At my question she let out a hysterical laugh.“You did not think of this at home!” She almost yelled.Her reaction got me panicking. I totally forgot and since Artemis was in a bad mood, I didn’t dare mutter up the courage to ask. Now we had to return without shopping.A wave of disappointment crashed into me. Why was I always so careless and always never paid attention to the little things that matters.All of a sudden she let out a shrieking sound that instantly snapped my head to her direction. She was laughing hard, stomping her foot and at the s
Freya’s Pov I was back at home in the pack house. Just as I walked in, Artemis followed immediately after me. His steps were fastened, they abruptly came to halt at my presence.“Freya,” he called and I moved to him.He pulled me for a hug and I blushed. My hands came up behind his broad back and went around him.“You’ve missed me,” he stated in a matter of fact tone. What a cocky wolf, like he didn’t miss me also.I tilted my face up and peeped at him through my lashes, “well I did and I’m not afraid to own it like some people,” referring to him.He smirked, “who said I didn’t miss you,” I blushed and hid my face in shame. His direct compliment always took me off guard.“How was shopping?” He asked, letting free from his grasp but not completely only so that he could look at my face.“It was awesome, I enjoyed it. But I did not get everything, I was planning on doing that later,” I left out the part where Racheal panicked and where I also thought that I might be followed.“So…,” I
Freya’s Pov “I’m going to go,” Racheal said almost in a whisper, stumbling like a headless chicken as she saw herself out. Ignoring my question.For the main time I’m graced with the presence of after showered Artemis. His hair was still dripping wet and a towel was wrapped on his neck. His damped hair was dishevelled on his face, his shirt loose giving him a boyish look.He tilted his body a little to the left as Racheal passed. He smirked and closed the door. His smirk slowly broke into a mischievous grin as he approached me.When he got to where I stood, my brain was already a cloud of fog. He used one hand and pulled me close to his strong hard muscles. Years of hard work. His hand was around my waist in no time. My body, the lower part, my stomach and abdomen made contact with his chest. We were in a position so that my upper body was a few inches away from him as a result of his sudden action which left me startled and speechless. My face looked shocked.When I had relaxed, an
Artemis PovWalking out of the room, I felt a pang in my chest as I left her. My wolf didn’t want to leave her, hell! We didn’t want to leave her. To hold her close to me all day was what I yearned for but I was getting too attached. This wasn’t good for me. I had to retract a little while.My beta stood outside. He bowed when he saw me. “Alpha…”Neither he nor I got the chance to say what the order had in mind before we heard a shrieking voice. There was a knowing fear that settled at the depth of my mind. It shouldn’t be who I think it—-I didn't get to complete my wish when she came dashing out from her usual red outfit. Her heel clicking on the tiles with every step she took.“Loretta,” I called, “how many time have I t—““Oh Artemis,” she sang, “I’ve missed you,” she threw her arms over my neck in a swift motion before she completed her words and it was at that instant that Freya opened the door.It seemed as though the moon goddess was out to get me, to make me pay for all my si
Freya’s pov The audacity of this vulture to address me as a bitch. I once again paid no attention to her. I just chewed on my food as I took a mouthful.“Let’s make one thing straight here, I’m his main bitch. We’ve been together for a long time, longer than you could possibly imagine so you’ll bitches can go fuck yourselves. He’s mine,” and that was the moment I reacted.I scoffed, his main bitch? I chuckled, not even in a million years could she. With her absurd need to fix red everywhere like Cheryl.Rolling my eyes I stood up not quite feeling hungry anymore. This sly had taken my appetite when she graced us with her reeking presence. It was like she arrived and my appetite was gone.“You need to eat Freya,” said Racheal. I smiled at her, I could always do that later.While my face was clear of emotions, my mind was a whirlwind of emotions. One that distressed me and had somehow snaked pain through my head.Artemis did not come back to me. He didn’t run after me. To hold me and e