Freda’s POV"We've only been here three months and you've made friends with the whole city. How do you know about this party anyway?" I asked Lilian, she winked instead not giving me a tangible answer.I had a rough day yesterday and this weekend, she was already dragging me to a party that I definitely would feel left out in. As much as I loved to mingle at times, for put and be with friends, parties were certainly not my thing. I see it as a brothel where everyone comes to share their pleasures which can either go in the wrong way at any time. When a party is involved anything could go wrong. I did a lot of those in high school but as I grew older, I just saw it as a pointless activity. But Lilian said we should step out every now and then and she decided that I should accompany her."I really think I should sit this one out.""Not on my watch, you have to be with me at all times.""Which makes me wonder why you haven't started following me to work and scaring all my colleagues awa

Freda’s POV"How…" Lilan was already coming down from the car when I held her back. It might be a trap, I was still very new to this world but I knew that nothing stays the same. Nothing was ever as it seems. The person was still, trying to reveal himself but something just didn't feel right "Freda, why are you stopping me? Can't you see that he is the one standing light there?" The disguise was off and he was indeed the one standing there. "I have laid with this man and I can tell you for a fact that he is the one."Kale was very cheerful, perhaps this was not the time to be smiling over pleasantries. There was this dark shadow covering him and we just couldn't make his face on time. He was the one. He walked closer to us and we both came down from the car. "Why are you girls out so late?" He asked sternly. The smile I was used to banished from his face. "I think the question is why have you been following me?" I asked him and he seemed surprised as he tilted his head. He was l

Freda’s POVLeon was not the kind to speak or have too many words to say. I have had my experiences with him to know that he means every word when he speaks. If there was such a hierarchy, wouldn't the killing of someone be considered a crime? Is that not how it worked in this part of the world? Am I not a part of the crime if I choose to keep it to myself and not involve the authorities about it? Well, they have made it perfectly clear that the police were no good to them. It would just be like sending more bodies to the graveyard. That I couldn't allow to be in my conscience but they did say that he was a werewolf assassin.It was dangerous to drive at night, that was what Kale had said. It might be difficult to protect ourselves if we were attacked on the road back home. So we spent the night at the apartment, only to hit the road in the morning since it was a journey ahead. I was already exhausted due to the argument I had with Kale and Lilian. I couldn't help my mind as it wander

Freda’s POV"You are saying there is a magical connection between the both of us?" An index finger was pointed across my face. I was still trying to put everything back to when he started the story. "Why do you sound like you do not believe me?" I stifle my laughter, he turned his face. If I poked him any further I had a feeling he was going to snap at me."It is not that I do not believe you. I am just trying to understand it logically." Still pacing around the whole idea, I concluded. "Tell me again.""Fine. This would be the last time, little one." He warned. "I knew from the very moment when you were at your old job. That was where I saw you first. The spark was just there. It keeps you disoriented at first and then, it tugs at your very being. Making you do everything and anything to meet that one person, which was you. I had controlled my thirst and emotions because you were human.""Why did you not just come up to me at first? Instead of waiting for me to be kidnapped and so

Freda’s POVThe uncontrollable bleeding stopped.I was already scared that my end was near. Sleep was so close to me, magnetizing my eyes together. I didn't have trouble shifting into nightmares, even when I woke up screaming in the night. Alfred never left my sight. He was always there when I woke up and when I drifted back to sleep. We held little conversations but half of the time, I had him worried that things might get worse. I had to talk myself out of being cursed because there were some things I refused to understand. For a moment, I was safe in the mansion, I didn't have to think about me being a bounty and a little lamb for the big bad wolf to protect. Everything felt normal but I couldn't help my mind wandering that far. I thought of myself being captured several times.They were so real, that I didn't want to sleep any further. Closing my eyes posed a threat and a danger to myself. I was changing, I could see myself belonging to this world, attaching myself to the customs