TAMING THE PLAYBOY ALPHA - Chapter 30: Chapter 30
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FREYA'S POV:
I don't have full memory of what exactly had gone down in my near-death dazed state but somehow, I knew that Silas had saved me.
It's weird actually.
My whole being just knows that he would never let anything bad happen to me. In a way, even while gripped with fear in those six hours, I knew that he would come for me.
When had I begun putting so much faith in him?
Seeing him now, I hadn't realized just how much I cared about him, how much I missed him, how much I needed him next to me and how much it made me so anxious.
He wasted no moment walking into the room, closer to me as my heart pulsed faster.
It's like he reads my thoughts and in seconds, he takes me into his arms, gripping me in a tight hug and it's everything I need.
I can feel his pounding heart against my chest, pulsing almost as hard as mine. It's all just so crazy how much I needed this.
Tears seek to burst through and I can't hold them back as they come out in floods. I'm whimpering so much that I must sound like a sissy girl to him.
"Fuck... don't scare me like that again." He mutters with a shaky breath filled with so many emotions.
I can only nod.
If I speak, I'm sure I will explode, full-on wailing.
I want to tell him just how scared I had been and yell about how long I had waited to be found, but it doesn't matter right now with him here holding me.
Damn it, something's wrong with me. This shouldn't feel so comforting.
He gently drops me back against the bed in a more comfortable position, allowing me to sit up.
He stares at me for a while, wiping the leaking tears from my eyes with his thumb.
"I didn't know you were such a cry baby." He teases.
I glare but it just probably looks like a pout to him.
Now that I'm back on the bed again, Xena holds on to my arm tightly, rubbing circles on my palm.
My pain seems significantly alleviated since my hug with Silas. Who knew a hug could fix me up that much?
"Gosh, you look like shit," I comment on Silas' looks now.
Despite his dull tired eyes, he still looked good.
"Glad to see you're well-rested enough to talk shit about my appearance, Freya." He chuckles.
That sweet laughter vibrates through him. His tired eyes look at me, giving off a sense of comfort.
I'm tempted to ask for a hug again but I don't want to seem weird. I don't know why I'm feeling this way.
"How long was I out?" I look to Xena now, distracting myself momentarily from him before I do something regretful.
"Four days to be exact."
I sigh. "I'm guessing the Solstice event is over."
Xena offers a sad smile but I squeeze a little on her hand, ensuring her that's it's fine,
I'm fine.
"I'm sure you won every single category you participated in."
"Just spear throwing and sparring. I forfeited everything else. I couldn't compete knowing you were unconscious. I was so scared, Freya, you felt... lifeless for the first day." Tears begin brimming in her eyes again.
She's going to make me cry again if she does this.
"I must have been pretty out of it, huh? The prankster really pulled a good one on me." I force a laugh, trying to make light of the situation but it only seems to agitate Xena further.
"Don't joke about that, Freya." She chides
"Lila is going through severe disciplinary procedures decided by the school board as we speak," Silas adds.
"Why am I not surprised it's them? What about
Elena?"
Silas and Xena share an awkward look for a moment before both turn to me.
"She's exempted from the punishment," Xena responds.
"What?"
"Lila confessed to doing so but denied Elena's involvement. Basically, it was meant to be a friendly prank to rattle you up a bit." Silas begins explaining.
"She had expected you to get yourself out, seeing as the door was rusted and almost ruined and the torture room itself was worn down."
I tense at the last part.
Shit.
I had forgotten about that bit. My damned secret keeps coming back to bite me in the ass every moment I decide to relax just a bit.
I'm more cautious of their eyes on me. It's the second time I've slipped, they must be suspecting something's wrong with me.
"... but there must have been something wrong in the process, seeing as you weren't able to get out and you got this hurt," Silas adds at the end.
"I know for a fact that Elena arranged this. But due to lack of proof and Elena's reputation, the school board won't take that narrative seriously." Xena jumps in. "What's everyone saying... about me being stuck in there?" My voice quivers uncontrollably at the end. What would the entire school think of me now? The
Alpha girl who couldn't shoot a simple arrow or get herself out of a rundown room? The weak Alpha female that seems too weird to be an Alpha? Soon, they would question everything.
Fear grips me in a firm choke at my throat. My fisted palms grow sweaty.
"Don't worry about that, I made sure Lila wouldn't dare mention this to a single soul. Even if she has a death wish and somehow lets it out, anyone who dares make light of your situation or talk about it for even a second would have me to deal with." He takes hold of my other hand, gripping onto me and easing my nerves.
The tightness in my chest slowly unravels itself and I can breathe again. It's like he reads my mind and knows just what I need almost every time.
I wonder what I would have done without this ebony- haired boy in front of me.
"That's right. I need to call the nurse. She said I should inform her whenever you wake up for a checkup." Xena says, rising to her feet.
She seems too reluctant to leave me though, as her eyes move between me and Silas and then down to where our hands meet, and they reduce into slits.
I was actually surprised by how long they had tolerated each other being in the same room for so long.
"It's fine. I'll be right here." I assure her.
She nods.
One last menacing glance at Silas which he ignores and she leaves.
"Finally." Silas sighs, visibly relaxing. "She gives me the chills every time I'm around you."
"Is the big bad alpha scared of some Zeta female?" I tease him with a raised brow.
"For your information, I don't get scared. It's just the things she does with her eyes... It can make anyone uncomfortable." He fakes a shiver and I can't help bursting into laughter.
It hurts but I need it.
Any form of distraction from my traumatizing memories is welcomed.
Right now, I only fear the moment when he would leave and I'd be alone with my thoughts again. "Actually... There is something that scares me." He ponders deep in thought for a moment.
"What's that? A Shark man?"
"What the hell is a Shark man?"
I shrug my shoulders.
"I just figured that whatever scares you must be fictional and not actually existing." "You flatter me, but it's not that." He looks at me earnestly. "The thought of something happening to you almost ruined me. It was the most unnerving thing." For the first time in all the cheesy shit he's said so far, it sounds the most sincere.
I dare to look straight into his eyes and fall for his words. I dare to, for the briefest moment, believe that he truly was that unnerved by my absence.
I don't know what this feeling bubbling within me is but it's so frightening.
The uncertainty that comes with it as well.
He grips onto both my hands now, adjusting himself like he's getting ready for something.
"What are you doing?" Somehow I find the words to speak.
"I've been dying to do this and I really don't want you to slap me this time."
"Why would I..."
He shuts me up, smashing his soft lips against mine.
Sweet and gentle, they move against my lips. His wafting scent of pie and wood spice intoxicates me like a drug, spinning me into nothingness.
I don't even think, I don't even want to think.
Everything is wrong, has been wrong from the moment we met, but I don't care anymore. I let myself indulge in it for the first time without the thought of consequences holding me. Taken over by some overwhelming force within me, I kiss back, joining in the tango with my lips
I'm already addicted.
His hands loosen on my wrist and slide up my arm to grasp onto my shoulder. Sparks fly with the gentle graze of his flesh on mine.
Seconds pass and he pulls away for air.
We're both breathless, gasping for air into our lungs, speechless.
What had we just done?
FREYA'S POV:
I don't have full memory of what exactly had gone down in my near-death dazed state but somehow, I knew that Silas had saved me.
It's weird actually.
My whole being just knows that he would never let anything bad happen to me. In a way, even while gripped with fear in those six hours, I knew that he would come for me.
When had I begun putting so much faith in him?
Seeing him now, I hadn't realized just how much I cared about him, how much I missed him, how much I needed him next to me and how much it made me so anxious.
He wasted no moment walking into the room, closer to me as my heart pulsed faster.
It's like he reads my thoughts and in seconds, he takes me into his arms, gripping me in a tight hug and it's everything I need.
I can feel his pounding heart against my chest, pulsing almost as hard as mine. It's all just so crazy how much I needed this.
Tears seek to burst through and I can't hold them back as they come out in floods. I'm whimpering so much that I must sound like a sissy girl to him.
"Fuck... don't scare me like that again." He mutters with a shaky breath filled with so many emotions.
I can only nod.
If I speak, I'm sure I will explode, full-on wailing.
I want to tell him just how scared I had been and yell about how long I had waited to be found, but it doesn't matter right now with him here holding me.
Damn it, something's wrong with me. This shouldn't feel so comforting.
He gently drops me back against the bed in a more comfortable position, allowing me to sit up.
He stares at me for a while, wiping the leaking tears from my eyes with his thumb.
"I didn't know you were such a cry baby." He teases.
I glare but it just probably looks like a pout to him.
Now that I'm back on the bed again, Xena holds on to my arm tightly, rubbing circles on my palm.
My pain seems significantly alleviated since my hug with Silas. Who knew a hug could fix me up that much?
"Gosh, you look like shit," I comment on Silas' looks now.
Despite his dull tired eyes, he still looked good.
"Glad to see you're well-rested enough to talk shit about my appearance, Freya." He chuckles.
That sweet laughter vibrates through him. His tired eyes look at me, giving off a sense of comfort.
I'm tempted to ask for a hug again but I don't want to seem weird. I don't know why I'm feeling this way.
"How long was I out?" I look to Xena now, distracting myself momentarily from him before I do something regretful.
"Four days to be exact."
I sigh. "I'm guessing the Solstice event is over."
Xena offers a sad smile but I squeeze a little on her hand, ensuring her that's it's fine,
I'm fine.
"I'm sure you won every single category you participated in."
"Just spear throwing and sparring. I forfeited everything else. I couldn't compete knowing you were unconscious. I was so scared, Freya, you felt... lifeless for the first day." Tears begin brimming in her eyes again.
She's going to make me cry again if she does this.
"I must have been pretty out of it, huh? The prankster really pulled a good one on me." I force a laugh, trying to make light of the situation but it only seems to agitate Xena further.
"Don't joke about that, Freya." She chides
"Lila is going through severe disciplinary procedures decided by the school board as we speak," Silas adds.
"Why am I not surprised it's them? What about
Elena?"
Silas and Xena share an awkward look for a moment before both turn to me.
"She's exempted from the punishment," Xena responds.
"What?"
"Lila confessed to doing so but denied Elena's involvement. Basically, it was meant to be a friendly prank to rattle you up a bit." Silas begins explaining.
"She had expected you to get yourself out, seeing as the door was rusted and almost ruined and the torture room itself was worn down."
I tense at the last part.
Shit.
I had forgotten about that bit. My damned secret keeps coming back to bite me in the ass every moment I decide to relax just a bit.
I'm more cautious of their eyes on me. It's the second time I've slipped, they must be suspecting something's wrong with me.
"... but there must have been something wrong in the process, seeing as you weren't able to get out and you got this hurt," Silas adds at the end.
"I know for a fact that Elena arranged this. But due to lack of proof and Elena's reputation, the school board won't take that narrative seriously." Xena jumps in. "What's everyone saying... about me being stuck in there?" My voice quivers uncontrollably at the end. What would the entire school think of me now? The
Alpha girl who couldn't shoot a simple arrow or get herself out of a rundown room? The weak Alpha female that seems too weird to be an Alpha? Soon, they would question everything.
Fear grips me in a firm choke at my throat. My fisted palms grow sweaty.
"Don't worry about that, I made sure Lila wouldn't dare mention this to a single soul. Even if she has a death wish and somehow lets it out, anyone who dares make light of your situation or talk about it for even a second would have me to deal with." He takes hold of my other hand, gripping onto me and easing my nerves.
The tightness in my chest slowly unravels itself and I can breathe again. It's like he reads my mind and knows just what I need almost every time.
I wonder what I would have done without this ebony- haired boy in front of me.
"That's right. I need to call the nurse. She said I should inform her whenever you wake up for a checkup." Xena says, rising to her feet.
She seems too reluctant to leave me though, as her eyes move between me and Silas and then down to where our hands meet, and they reduce into slits.
I was actually surprised by how long they had tolerated each other being in the same room for so long.
"It's fine. I'll be right here." I assure her.
She nods.
One last menacing glance at Silas which he ignores and she leaves.
"Finally." Silas sighs, visibly relaxing. "She gives me the chills every time I'm around you."
"Is the big bad alpha scared of some Zeta female?" I tease him with a raised brow.
"For your information, I don't get scared. It's just the things she does with her eyes... It can make anyone uncomfortable." He fakes a shiver and I can't help bursting into laughter.
It hurts but I need it.
Any form of distraction from my traumatizing memories is welcomed.
Right now, I only fear the moment when he would leave and I'd be alone with my thoughts again. "Actually... There is something that scares me." He ponders deep in thought for a moment.
"What's that? A Shark man?"
"What the hell is a Shark man?"
I shrug my shoulders.
"I just figured that whatever scares you must be fictional and not actually existing." "You flatter me, but it's not that." He looks at me earnestly. "The thought of something happening to you almost ruined me. It was the most unnerving thing." For the first time in all the cheesy shit he's said so far, it sounds the most sincere.
I dare to look straight into his eyes and fall for his words. I dare to, for the briefest moment, believe that he truly was that unnerved by my absence.
I don't know what this feeling bubbling within me is but it's so frightening.
The uncertainty that comes with it as well.
He grips onto both my hands now, adjusting himself like he's getting ready for something.
"What are you doing?" Somehow I find the words to speak.
"I've been dying to do this and I really don't want you to slap me this time."
"Why would I..."
He shuts me up, smashing his soft lips against mine.
Sweet and gentle, they move against my lips. His wafting scent of pie and wood spice intoxicates me like a drug, spinning me into nothingness.
I don't even think, I don't even want to think.
Everything is wrong, has been wrong from the moment we met, but I don't care anymore. I let myself indulge in it for the first time without the thought of consequences holding me. Taken over by some overwhelming force within me, I kiss back, joining in the tango with my lips
I'm already addicted.
His hands loosen on my wrist and slide up my arm to grasp onto my shoulder. Sparks fly with the gentle graze of his flesh on mine.
Seconds pass and he pulls away for air.
We're both breathless, gasping for air into our lungs, speechless.
What had we just done?
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