TAMING THE PLAYBOY ALPHA - Chapter 121: Chapter 121

: ANOTHER CHANCE
FREYA'S POV:
"Have you heard?"
Xena runs up to me from behind after just looking at a poster pinned to the notice board we had just walked past seconds ago.
School is over, and I just want to get to my bed and make out with it for the next few hours.
Xena, on the other hand, has quickly bounced back from her depressive episode since seeing that I really don't hate her now.
I'm happy that at least one thing in my life hasn't changed so much, but then, there's the guilt again from knowing that she's purposely avoiding her mate because of me.
I don't know much about mates but I knew that they needed to be close to each other as often as possible, especially when the bond hadn't been finalized.
Despite her act of trying to look and appear 'okay', I know she isn't, but I don't pry.
I want to be greedy for the first time and have something to myself.
That's something. Being a friend, for as long as I could before she had to leave me.
"Heard what exactly?" I say, linking my arm in hers playfully.
"The school field trip to the famous Bloodmoon monumental building. They say it's like a museum where past Alphas display heirlooms and personal shit their ancestors owned." She explains.
I grow silent after she gives a brief summary of what she had read.
Notice of the field trip had been announced a day ago, informing students with good grades who wanted to go on the trip information on it.
It would have just been casual news for me if I hadn't already known about it and had a big mission to take on that day.
Somewhere hidden in one of those vaults is the necklace I needed to somehow get Silas to give me.
The very same Silas I hadn't seen in two days since I publicly rejected him.
Maybe I had already screwed the job before it had even begun...
Maybe it's a good thing, and I wouldn't need to deceive anyone again to save my ass and secure my future.
"It's tomorrow too. Are you going?"
"Maybe, I haven't figured it out yet." I respond.
Truly, I don't even know how I'm going to steal the artifact yet. All he had said was stick close to Silas. Besides that, I basically have no plan.
"Are you?" I ask.
"Nah... I've gone there enough. I'd much rather spend the free afternoon watching anime." She responds casually.
"You mean the cartoon where they rarely speak
English?"
She stops walking next to me. I stop as well and turn to her, realizing she's glaring fiercely at me.
"What?"
"If we weren't already soul mates, I would have broken up with you for saying that."
"A little too dramatic, Xena." I deadpan.
"First of, it's not a cartoon... it's just anime. Don't confuse the two ever again."
"Okay, fine." I roll my eyes.
"And when you get back, I'm going to introduce you to the world of anime."
While she begins chatting away at how excited she is to be the first to initiate me into this cult group of anime lovers, I spot Silas up ahead, leaning against a wall.
As we get closer, he suddenly looks up, meeting my eyes.
I don't know why but I always get the feeling that he knows I'm there - almost always.
I choose not to be flattered by the feeling, telling myself that in the end it meant nothing.
"Isn't that prince douchebag over there?" Xena suddenly points out when she finally notices his silhouette.
She immediately goes into defense mode, standing in front of me to block his view of me and mine as well.
"Maybe we should use another path." She suggests, boiling just from seeing him.
I appreciate her loyalty and burning desire to protect me from Silas. It's cute.
My heart throbs, however, remembering that one day I wouldn't be able to feel this overwhelming emotion from her again once she finally gives in and mates with Lucas.
I don't want to get used to it, knowing there's an inevitable end.
I touch her shoulder, causing her to turn back to me.
"It's okay... I'm sure he has something to say to me."
"Yeah, probably another embarrassing apology speech like last time."
I had forgotten I told her about that.
"It's fine, Xena. I have to face him one way or another, or he's just going to keep popping up unwanted. Let me handle this."
She frowns, knowing I'm right but still not wanting to let me be alone with him. Eventually, she relaxes her tense shoulder, stepping aside.
"I'll be waiting in a corner. Scream if you need me to smash his nut sack."
I chuckle slightly while nodding. Agreeing to her request is the only way she'd be okay with me talking to Silas alone.
She walks away while giving Silas the stink eye.
After she goes round the corner, I slowly approach him, taking deep breaths. He leans away, fully resting his weight on his two feet and taking a step closer, but stops getting too close when I raise my palm.
I don't need him getting close enough that I can smell him and waver under the weight of my unhealthy obsession with it.
"You can talk from there." I say sternly.
He nods softly, hanging his head low like a sad wounded puppy.
"How have you been?" He asks now, forming a small smile to seem friendly.
"I'd appreciate it if you cut to the chase." I say coldly.
The more time wasted, the more my resolve melts away and I actually start feeling sorry that he looks so sad.
I never imagined struggling with myself to hate someone who deserved every bit of dislike I could offer.
Here I am, reminiscing on my hurt feeling and my wolf casually points out how ripped his abs look underneath that dark red shirt.
His shoulders slump with disappointment from not getting as close as he wanted to.
"I know you're tired of hearing this from me, but I really want to let you know how sorry I am." He starts again. True to his words, I am tired of hearing how sorry he is about everything, and I sigh. "Yeah, all of a sudden, you're okay with being seen with me. Suddenly, you don't pity me anymore and that makes sense. Is this perhaps another bet? You guys want to find out how long I can stay pissed with you?"
"No, I swear, it isn't." He says desperately. My accusations are harsh but I really don't know what other crazy shit he's capable of.
"Of course you'd swear, you'd do anything to sound convincing. Did you tell them you shagged me as well? Did you boast about that to your friends? How easy Freya had fallen for your bullshit?" I say bitterly.
Dread fills my chest again, remembering how I had easily given myself to him.
He growls at me suddenly. His eyes flashing gold, and I flinch backward, surprised, but his eyes change back quickly and he takes another step back, trying to hold his shit together again
"No. I would never tell anyone" He says, emphasizing on never, like the thought of it angers him. Yet, he's done it to countless people. He sighs, frustrated, messing up his already shaggy hair.
"I did so much wrong to you and I have no excuse for any of them. I've only ever been an asshole and there's never been a reason to be a better person till you came. Despite how much I fuck up, I really want to be better."
"Yeah... You can be better for Elena. Start from there."
I point out.
He sighs again, seeing my unshakeable resolve not to take anything he says seriously. "There are a lot of things I want to tell you that explains part of the things that have been going on, but I can't say them now because I don't know who's listening but I want you, Freya... I'm working really hard for that."
He looks into my eyes with his saddened grey orbs staring into my soul. They look genuine. I can see emotions and sincerity, like I would be loved if I let myself drown in them.
I almost fall for it, however.
I know that there's no life aside from being the side piece for the rest of my life if I let myself fall for Silas again.
I look away from them before they can grab me again "Nice try, I almost fell for that one too."
"It's okay if you don't believe me. I'm fine with that but please, give me one last chance."
I look at him again, raising a brow now. "The field trip tomorrow... There's something I want to show you to prove how sorry I really am."
I freeze now, from those words.
"Tomorrow?"
Everything the wizard had said slowly falls into place.
"Yes. Just give me this last chance."
"Okay." I say finally, and I see the childish smile that forms on his face instantly before he suppresses down again.
But I'm too caught up in the fact that the wizard had perfectly predicted events that occurred later on, like how he knew Silas would show me this necklace.
That possibility was starting to seem like it would actually happen.
"Excuse me." I say before he can say anything else, needing to leave.
I dash towards the female restroom, the other direction Xena and I had come from. The room is empty, seeing as school was done for the day, so I don't bother checking the stalls before heading for the large mirror.
It takes only a second for his image to form before me.
"It seems everything is going according to plan." He says pleased and with a sneer on his lips That's not even my concern right now. "How did you know Silas would take me? That day, you said Silas would give it to me, like you knew what he was going to do." I say.
More and more, dealing with this strange creepy man felt dangerous and risky. My guts are screaming at me to be careful... and now, he can see the future? "What's really going on here? Why do you even need this necklace?"
I am panicking and my mind needs to know more details to believe that it's all okay and I'm not risking any lives by doing this.
He smiles, watching me panic. "You do not need to know more than you do already.
You are to simply take the necklace and bring it to the spot I described for you, and you will transform into a real Alpha."
He says all that but my mind is not calmed a bit. He sees how frantic I'm being.
"No matter what, remember what you aim to achieve from this and nothing more."
"Fine... but how do I steal an important artifact and walk out without anyone realizing it's gone?" "Touch the mirror." He says suddenly. I watch the glass of the mirror slowly begin to mimic flowing water and the hairs at the back of my neck stand again, warning me not to touch it. Another magic trick, I see.
I push through the fear, reaching out and touching it.
It slides a like flowing water and my hands easily slide it.
I don't know where my hand is gone but I feel something and grab onto it.
In seconds, I retrieve my hand and in my palm is the exact replica of the necklace I'm going to be stealing.
The details are so exact that it looks like real gold and ruby.
"Place that in place of the real one when you get it, but be careful. The magic isn't stable, so it could easily fall apart under stress." He explains.
I, on the other hand, I'm engrossed with looking at the jewelry in my hands. Everything seems all the more real to me than ever.
I'm really going to steal from the Alpha King.