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 blurt out rubbish?
“What did you say?” He repeated his question.
I thought that maybe as he had spoken his features would be distorted and I could read him but he wore a poker face.
“I just thought that maybe…. Ummm, I could umm,.. get a… room of … a room of my own?” After all the stuttering I still ended up having to put it out in the form of a question.
His face contorted into that of an icy gaze, instantly I regretted wishing he had on any facial visage because the moment a flicker of emotion flashed across his face I adjusted small on my spot.
“What are you insinuating?” He looked at me quizzically, his gaze stern and somewhat demanding.
There was no escaping, I might as well get it out with.
“Nothing opulent, just a room where I can get all my womanly activities done,” there! I said. Let the worst happen.
Staring at him felt like an eternity, he did not say a word. His silence crept on me like a bug that I couldn’t shake off.
I saw the moment he gave in, it appeared as though all the mate feelings were back in his eyes and it was then that I had hope.
“I’m not going to resist, but it isn’t bad having you in my arms and if there’s anything I love sleeping next to you,” he said.
I was so indulged in a simple four letter word ‘love,’ that I shut out the remaining things that he said.
All the blood in my organs seemed to be gathering at one place, my cheeks grew hot and tingled me prior to his words.
He took note of this and said, “get dressed and come up,” at his words I turned and quickly threw the big grey shirt over my shoulder buttoning it all the way up, exiting at the two last buttons.
Climbing up on the bed where he lay I lie on my side facing him. While I was laid my emotions were turbulence like a stormy dessert. My mind was swirling with no destination.
In one swift motion, his large hand came over me and pulled me closer to his body. With our body making friction, my whole cell went into a frenzy.
He brought me close and made me lay scruple on his chest, he took my hand and crossed it over his body, my head on his chest.
The position earned a drumming from my heart; the sound of it beating could be heard.
Initially I layed frozen on his side, my mind still trying to apprehend what was happening. Was I the same girl from thirteen years ago, who was beaten and locked up in a cell multiple times: now I laid beside my mate who was willing to evolve for me.
The whole scenario sort of felt foreign therefore my frozen and alien feeling.
The warmth from his body slowly crept into mine, seeping into my head and intoxicating and soon after I was relaxing and pressing further to him with a sigh of relief.
“Tomorrow, you’ll be shown your room,” he said as his hand found its way into my scalp, massaging me slowly.
I moaned a ‘yes,’ as he continued.
I curled closer to him as the darkness began closing in, sleep was taking over.
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Faint chilly air grazed my skin harshly and by instinct I moved to my warmth beside, I threw my hand ready to run into his embrace and warmed but when I did that I met a cold space.
My eyes flew open, the light from outside made me groan, but most importantly I was focused on the empty spot of Artemis side of the bed. Where has he gone?
I recoiled out from the bed, my feet made contact with the cold tile floor. I winced and tiptoed round the bed, going to Artemis' side of the bed, I found flip flops on the floor and immediately slided my legs into them.
Opening the door I strode out. My mouth opened by reflex to call out to Artemis but I halted on my words, ‘what do I call him, how do I address him,’ I contemplated.
Strolling further into the endless hallway I contemplated on who to call to. Iris came to my head but I decided against it. What was I going to tell him or ask him? They were roaming along the hall as I passed them.
On the wall hung a portrait of a family, which I assumed was the Artemis family. I also wondered if he was an only child. A portrait of an aged man hung on the wall, his eyes were filled with wrinkles, yet his eyes appeared sharp, there was this twingness in his eyes that sold out on how he was when he was a youth.
I pictured him to be one of those brutal and elite Lycans that commanded a territory who wouldn’t hesitate to trample on anyone that dared him.
Even as a mare portrait he commanded respect, fear and power, it was literally emitting from the lifeless picture that was strung up.
He of course, with no utmost doubt was strikingly handsome, good looking. I saw where Artemis got his looks from.
I had to avert my eyes from him because it seemed as though he was staring right into my soul, passing on judgement and making a list of reasons why I’m not fit for his dear perfect son.
A woman in a purple robe stood motionless in her painting. She had the look of class. Her eyes bore no emotions, I imagined her gazing into nothing as they painted her. All her features were relaxed but there was something more… something uncanny, I couldn’t quite decipher.
Still completely soaked in the portrait, I heard footsteps. Glancing around, I spotted nothing, no one.
My mind told me to move, I didn’t like it here anymore. It was time to return to finding Artemis.
My heels were already in motions, as my footsteps quickened, so did the persons’
I hastened my steps, turning back every now and then to look back, still I was met by no one. This was eerie. I began running and walking. My head was flying back to look at my shoulder in every step.
The sound of the footsteps quickened, increasing rapidly at that point I sprinted, my head swung back and forth till I came crashing with a hard surface
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
Artemis Pov Iris immediately called an urgent meeting when we arrived at the company. The security and technical team were present. We had to catch our culprit. The lowlife spreading lies about our company and shit.They were all seated when we walked into the meeting room. Laptops could be seen sitting up in front of them as they worked.The room was a transparent white. Painted and decorated wholly with white. A rectangular glass table was posited at what could be seen as the center of the room.The room was noise proof. Every person was busy. Catching this culprit was at the top of the pyramid.Over the last years lies had swelled around the company. Lies that reduced our income and revenue. The lies and slander had cost us potential customers and clients and had put on line the hope of us having investors and partners.They were all little, good for nothing cowardly companies and we didn’t beg. They were too much of a coward to partner with us. According to them they said, ‘our c