TAMING THE PLAYBOY ALPHA - Chapter 127: Chapter 127

: TUMMY GROWL
FREYA'S POV:
I have never slept so peacefully in the longest time, never woken up feeling fully rejuvenated and relaxed, and feeling it right now was a whole new different sensation.
It's heavenly, paired with the strange sense of warmth and comfort wrapped around me. I hear gentle and slow breath and a softly thumping heart beat, like a lullaby.
I sigh, enjoying every moment and cuddling even deeper to the warm brick wall head rest - before I realize there's no such thing as a brick wall with a head rest, and the bed is too soft to be mine.
My eyes fly open and I realize where I am. How I had gotten here. Memories of last night filters in.
That's right, I was too scared to go back to sleep and followed him back here. We made out and cuddled till
I guess till we both dozed off.
Now, it's morning and there's school today.
"Shit." I whisper.
The sun's rays seeping through the room were already too bright. It's definitely past eight, give or take a few minutes.
"Silas." I whisper his name while I begin navigating myself out of this knot we've made with our bodies.
Our legs are intertwined around each other's, and his large arms hold me tightly against his bare chest. It's very comfy but I'm locked in.
I push against his chest, managing to slide my legs out of the knot. His hands don't budge though, no matter how hard I push.
Instead, his grip tightens, pulling me harder to his chest. I fall face flat into his abs while his wide chest begins vibrating with a soft chuckle.
"Where do you think you're going?" He says groggily while looking down at me.
Sleepy Silas' voice is gruffer than usual with a sexy throat buzz at the end.
I blush, feeling warm heating flooding down to my core from just the sound of it.
How can someone look so sexy after a long night's sleep, while I'm sure I look like a deranged poodle with my matted up hair.
I avoid his gaze, not wanting to be caught blushing like a red tomato.
"I need to get up and go now... We have school today, remember? Plus I'm sure Xena's already worried about where I am."
"Shhh." He shushes me but in the most gentle non- offensive manner, tilting his head lower to drop a kiss on my forehead.
"Relax, I already sent a text to Xena last night."
"There's still school; my perfect attendance record that will boost my continuous assessment results, the notes I need to take down from each class, which is equally important. Professor Carter is going to give us an expo on his new thesis on wolf regeneration."
"I love it when you smart talk."
"Silas." I groan.
"What? Let's just skip school today." He takes a deep inhale and exhale, rubbing small circles on my lower back. "I wanna stay like this for a while."
I feel my resistance wash away quicker than ever with the gentle caress of his fingers.
He has a point.
I too want to just relax for today... and there's a possibility that I could never get a chance like this to sleep in and just be right next to each other touching like this without the background noise of life's expectations.
I relax, falling back onto his warm chest, feeling a wave of drowsiness take over too soon.
"Fine, I guess we can miss today. Just so you know, you're a bad influence."
"Yeah, yeah."
I know he's smirking from getting his own way without needing to look up. Moments like these, his cockiness proves to be endearing and almost cute.
We slept for a little while.
It seems like nothing else in the world matters aside from this moment, and I could stay like this forever, that is until my tummy growls.
I'm reminded that one needs food to live an eternity in their fantasies.
It's a little purr, ignorable, so I let it be, feeling too lazy to rise up from my position.
Minutes later, it changes into a not so subtle growl that lasts up to a few seconds.
"Wow, someone's hungry." He wastes no time pointing out the obvious
"What were you expecting when you decided to keep me prisoner in your bed?" I joke playfully, punching him in the arm.
He finally decides to get out of the bed sitting up while pulling me along with him.
"Let's get this prisoner some food then." He jokes along.
Finally, the thought of sinking my teeth into a nice. and hot potato porridge with some soft bread and chicken has my mouth watering already.
Another perk of going to such a prestigious food was their fucking good food menu.
It's like eating at a highly rated restaurant for each meal course every day.
Once I'm free, I waste no time diving for my clothes on the floor.
Sometime along the night, it had been cold and I had changed into Silas' larger and thicker clothes to sleep in.
"Wait, what do you think you're doing?" He looks at me as I begin folding up my clothes.
"Uh... packing up my shit? I want to take a quick shower at my dorm before we go find something to eat." "No, no, no. You're not going back to your room, at least not till later today. We're spending the entire day together."
I stare back at him incredulously, raising a brow and folding my arms below my chest.
"Are you saying you don't want me to take a bath?"
"I'm saying you're sticking right by my side today, and if you really need a bath you can use the bathrooms in the boy's dormitory."
I watch him silently for seconds, waiting for the pick- up line or the queue that points out the fact that it's a joke but it doesn't come.
No, he's just looking back at me.
"You're serious."
"Yep."
"There's no way I'm going to do that when everyone's bathing in there!" I argue.
"Relax, we're already well into the morning, the shower's going to be empty."
"No... no no-'
He suddenly drops his shorts while I'm frantically protesting, revealing his checkers boxers.
I turn the other way quickly before I see way too much.
"Oh my god! Give a warning next time!" "C'mon, you've already seen the little guy and felt him up more than a couple times." He says crudely just as the boxers come flying right infront of me, dropping to the floors.
I blush just from the insinuation of the words.
"Just wear something!" I yell out.
It takes a lot in me to calm my erratically beating heart, knowing fully well a naked man is just behind.
me.
We've seen each other naked but it had never been once just casually stripping down without the influence of potent hormones pumping in our veins, so it just felt so wrong.
"You can turn round now." He announces after going silent for seconds.
Once I do, he's wearing nothing else but a dark grey towel tied onto the lowest point of his waist and give a glimpse at the very sexy v-line right there.
I gulp, unable to hold myself from not looking.
"If you're done eye fucking me, you can get undressed too." He says smugly. I look back at his smug face and send a glare his way.
He knows what he's doing, and he just keeps doing it purposely, but I won't give in.
"Turn around." I say sternly. He sighs but doesn't argue with me and turns around.
I pull off all his clothes before wrapping myself around his blanket sized towel. The shit is huge, going pass my knees and almost going around me twice.
A big Alpha has big towels, I guess. Once I'm done, he turns around, frowning like a child for not getting to see a glimpse of my birthday suit.
"So, how are we going to do this...? How am I going to pass through the halls to the bathroom without being detected?
"Simple." He responds, grabbing another spare towel and drops it on my head to hide my face.
I wait for an additional disguise but I realize he's done.
"Wait... you can't be serious... it's still blatantly obvious that I'm a girl" "Trust me, no one's going to see you" He assures me.
I'm still skeptical about the whole thing but I give in.
He opens his door and I walk out, taking a peak into every corner before moving into it like the spies do from the movies, all the while Silas chuckles from behind me.
He's enjoying all this for sure. I remind myself to have my revenge one way or another.
Sure enough, we run into no one and my anxiety drops considerably too soon because the next corner I take, I suddenly bump into someone and stagger backward from the force of his body. Again, darn this weak omega body. Silas' body stops me from stumbling too far as I fall back into him.
This new person, a guy I haven't seen around stops and looks back at me, like really looks down, taking in my petite form and all without bothering to apologize for almost knocking me off my feet. He tries to lean even lower to see my face I'm desperately trying to hide. "Who the fuck are you?"