TAMING THE PLAYBOY ALPHA - Chapter 104: Chapter 104

: ASSHOLES
FREYA'S POV:
My entire body grows tense in just seconds, followed by the need to throw up.
I swallow down the acidic bile in my throat and shake off the stiffness in my body, forcing air into my clogged lungs.
There has to be some kind of explanation.
I take a few more steps towards his table. He definitely saw me... so why does he keep looking away?
Elena finally notices me drawing closer and a sinister smirk graces her lips all too quickly. The glint in her eyes bears too much resemblance to King Darius.
She rises quickly, stepping out to 'greet me?' I don't know, but I'm in no mood to entertain her right now, so my eyes remain focused on Silas.
She stands in my way just as I arrived at my destination; right infront of the table they're sitting at. Her hands resting on her hips as she smirks down at me.
She wants to provoke me ofcourse, but I ignore her, tilting my head to the side to look at him, yet she blocks my way.
I tilt the other way but she does the same, purposely stopping me from getting closer.
"Hello, Sweet heart... You looking for something?" she fakes a sweet tone in her voice that honestly sounds so obnoxious.
I ignore her again, trying to evade her but the bitch steps in my way again. This time, I can't ignore her, so I look her in the face, glaring hard.
"Look, I don't want any trouble, Elena... I just want to talk to Silas."
"Oh, you mean my boyfriend, Silas?"
Her words sting like fire scalding my heart and the number of watching eyes begin growing. Ofcourse they'd gather at a scene like this. Anything pertaining to Elena and I over Silas was hot topic to these people.
I bite my lower lip, reminding myself to stay calm...
She just wants a reaction.
"Elena, I don't want to start a fight with you right now."
She scoffs, folding her hand below her chest.
"You even f you wante to. Start a fight, I mean. Besides, Silas doesn't want to speak with you right now. Right, babe?"
She calls to him so sweetly, tilting her head to the side to see his reaction which also gives me a glimpse of him.
He slouches over the meal that looks untouched, poking at it with a blank face. I know he has heard our exchange, yet there's no reaction from him at all- almost as if he doesn't care.
His entire countenance is foreign from the person I had been with just last week. My heart begins aching so much as I silently pray that he says something.
But he doesn't answer her, only turning his face away, basically say 'I don't want to be involved.'
My entire world shatters into a million pieces.
"I'll take your silence as a yes." She says, giggling childishly at my expense when she faces me. "You saw, right? He isn't even interested in responding to the question."
She laughs, mocking me.
"Silas... I just want to have a little talk with you." I say loud enough for him to hear me over Elena's cackling.
I don't hear him or see him.
I force another gush of air into my lung while my chest hurts from just how painful my heart is pulsing.
"Silas-"
"What part don't you understand? I didn't know it was so hard to take a hint."
She smiles wickedly and when I prove stubborn, she leans in closer, bringing her lips to my ears so it's just me that hears what she has to say.
"Listen, I might have let you have a little fun and fame running around as Silas' new piece, but your time is up. Why don't you run along before you make a fool of yourself, hmm?"
She pulls away to watch me come a under the gaze of a few dozen eyes, watching my every move and embarrassment.
I shiver and tremble from the gazes looking at me, clenching my fists and holding back my tears whilst she watches me smugly.
She takes every single pay back she feels she deserves in this moment.
With nothing more to say and the answer I needed from him, I turn and walk away, leaving the cafeteria hall.
SILAS' POV
Breathe in and out...
In and out.
I chant this to myself, constantly holding onto my utensil hard enough that it might just snap in my hands. It's the only thing holding me back from running after Freya right now, from standing up and shielding her from the eyes of everyone.
But if I do that right now, everything I've worked on till now would be all for nothing.
Father would find some other way to get rid of her, and it would be somewhere I'd never be able to see her again.
So patience...
This is all for Freya.
Yet, I cannot get over the sound of her pained voice when she had called my name. My wolf, my entire being, had been pulled to answer her, to crawl before her and do every single bidding she has.
I had to bite on my lower lip to hold myself back from looking at her.
If I had... I would have given up on everything, all for those honey-brown doe eyes.
"Wasn't that cute?" Elena says, laughing like some witch, dropping right next to me.
She sits too close, invading my personal space and wrapping her arms around me.
"Now, the entire school knows that you will always be mine."
I slap her hand away just as she tries to cup my cheek, and put more distance between us. The disgust crawling up my spine has reached an unbearable level.
"Don't sit so close to me." I say coldly without bothering to look her in the face.
She drops her hands down, scoffing at me and shifting away by my request.
"Your behavior right now doesn't matter... she probably hates your guts, so there's no need pushing me away. After all, you're still going to have to beg me to hold you once that itch in your pants starts."
And just the thought of her naked has me losing my appetite.
I drop the fork on the table, rising to my feet... I don't need any more of this bullshit.
"Where are you going?" She asks, suddenly grabbing onto my arm.
Patience, Silas.
I remind myself just as the urge to snap her wrist begins pumping through my blood.
"None of your business." I snatch my hand away from her.
"All this nonsense will stop once you're mated to me,
Silas... Remember that."
"Then it would be the first mating where an Alpha is disgusted by the sight of his Luna."
I walk away without bothering to wait another moment for anymore comments she might have. I go straight into the boy's lavatory immediately after. Right now, it's the most secluded and closest place to a water source.
I wash and rinse from my hands up to my elbow, till the sensation of her skin is off my hand and her scent is completely gone.
Fuck!
I slam my fist against the sink, not hard enough to crack it though.
I can't help but wonder if she's okay constantly... I want to see her again so badly. The doors behind me suddenly fling open with enough force to draw my attention. I turn around, noticing Adam with a ticked off scowl on his face as he stalks up to me, breathing a bit too heavily.
"What the hell, Silas!" "Excuse me?" I raise a brow at him till he reaches me, grabbing onto the neckline of my shirt with so much violent force.
"Why the hell did you do that to her?"
I instantly know he's talking about Freya. She must have ran to him immediately after the exchange in the cafeteria.
The anger that follows is uncontrollable and uncalled for, but it consumes me just like that. How dare he call her name and worry about my woman like that? "Get your hands off me." I growl in a low warning tone, hoping that he doesn't, so I have an excuse to wipe the floor with him.
Sadly, he does after a few seconds of glaring at me.
"Fuck you, man." He swears at me again, putting just enough distance between us to hold himself back from grabbing me again.
Smart choice.
But his presence is heavenly annoying. I hate more of how much of her scent is wafting off of him while he stands there, judging me.
He was definitely with her before barging in here and for that reason, I want to rip his limbs off. Deep breaths.
"Whatever, just don't spit on my face with all that cursing." I say calmly, turning back to the mirror to fix my tousled hair.
A good appearance is more deceitful. "Are you for real?" He starts again, sounding even more agitated, with his patience running thin.
"Do I look like I'm joking?" I ask with as much indifference as I can muster. It's hard to focus with her smell on him. He growls, baring his teeth at me like some rabid dog.
"How can you do this to Freya? Especially after all she's been through, kidnapped cause of your dad, tortured? How could you just toss her aside like this?" He yells in my face.
Now I'm mad, too mad to not show the anger on my face. My wolf tries to push through and put him in his place.
But I remind us that despite his poor judgment, he's still a friend...
A good one.
Just now, he's being an idiot.
"And how is that any of your business? You're one to talk about who's doing what to her. You seem to forget the bet you placed on her head few months ago."
I remind him just how much of an asshole he was, and still is.
We were all assholes, and Freya had been our victim right from the start. None of us are absolved from blame of hurting her... and I regret so much of it. Maybe it's better that I keep my distance this way. He growls but doesn't dare deny it. He bites on his lower lips, sending hateful daggers my way with his eyes that could burn into my head as he backed down. That's right.
You can't be that Prince in shiny armor for her. You're as fucked up as I am.
"Screw you, Silas..."
"That's right. Run out of judgment now that you remember how much of a filthy scum you are? Best part is you're just as much of the type she hates, even worse." I spit out bitterly.
I see that fucking burn in his eyes as my words sink into him. The drop in his shoulders and that downcasted look on his face, followed by guilt. He steps farther away again, silent for the first time.
Better.
I hope it would serve as a reminder that Freya's too good for him and he'd dare not go after her...
At least, not while I breathe. When I turn to leave, he talks again in a much softer tone, forcing me to pause.
"Just...." He sighs, running his hands through his hair, heavily flustered "Just meet with her once. Even if you're done with her, give her some closure she deserves."
I remain silent as well for a second... before responding with minimum emotions.
"Sure, I will."