TAMING THE PLAYBOY ALPHA - Chapter 42: Chapter 42
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: TWO BROKEN HEARTS
FREYA'S POV:
I turn the other way before his lips can meet mine and I lose my mind and willpower to his lips.
He freezes at my rejection, staring at the side of my head. Practically boring holes with his eyes.
The grip on my arm from him tightens as he stares into my soul.
It takes everything within me to rip myself away from him before he melts away my resolve with those silver eyes.
I tug my hand from his hold, rubbing on the sore spot he's left.
"It doesn't matter if you believe me or not, Silas. The truth won't change just because it doesn't make sense to you."
"Bullshit." He seethes now, clearly not loving my reaction to him.
I don't understand why he's being so stubborn.
Did it hurt his ego so badly to be turned down?
"And what is your reason?" He asks now, slowly getting riddled
I avoid his eyes, still unable to look up into them again, in fear that he might just see my apprehension and reluctance.
It was just Silas, the Silas that annoyed me constantly, and put me in so much trouble just by knowing him and being by his side.
The Silas that was bad for me. Yet, it hurt knowing what I need to do.
He was a thorn that needed to be ripped from my side.
"I don't need to give you a reason. I'd just prefer if you don't see me again."
He groans now, pacing back and forth infront of me while I stand silently, watching him come apart.
He remains silent for awhile which stretches on as he racks through his mind tirelessly.
Then he stops and looks at me again like he's figured out something.
"Is it my father... Did he say something to you?"
I halt suddenly in place.
"W-what?"
"You've been moody since the banquet; it has to be him. What did he fucking say to you, Freya?"
"It's not!" I say too quickly that it's more suspicious than ever.
He eyes me suspiciously and more closely. I take a deep breath, calming the tremor within me.
I can't risk him knowing even a fraction of what was going on.
"Your father didn't say anything to me, it's what I want!"
My outburst silences him, forcing him to take a step back. For the first time, he seems like he wants to listen.
"I hate being around you, I've made that clear since the first day we met and every other day but you constantly choose to ignore it. I hate you so much that it's unbearable having to stand next to you every single day."
He shakes his head, still trying to fight it.
"But the kiss..."
"Don't tell me you're acting like this just because of a pointless kiss, Silas. We're both of opposite sex, it's only natural that there's an attraction between us. It's fucking called hormones."
"I still don't belie-"
"For fucks sake. Are you so self-absorbed that you can't fathom a female hating your guts and just being utterly tired of you!"
I take a deep breath now, massaging my temples with my thumbs. With every word spoken, something breaks within me and my head only throbs agonizingly.
My wolf whines and turns painfully but I have no choice and he's making it so much harder, standing there with that hurt expression on his face.
It's all fake.
"Please, Silas," I say now with a low pleading tone. " Please, set me free."
This time, I look at him.
He seems conflicted and torn, but it's just a simple thing for him to do; he had done it with countless girls, so why couldn't he just let me be?
"Please." I plead one last time.
He looks at me like the world around us is being ripped apart and we're only seconds away from falling apart with it.
I look away before I take the words back.
He growls angrily and turns away without an answer.
Before I could say anything more, he leaps down from my balcony, disappearing into the cold rainy night.
My weak legs finally give way under me.
Every strength I had managed to muster came undone in seconds as I crash onto the floor. The tears blur my eyes first before I realize them.
It hurt.
My chest hurts more than ever. I've really done; he won't bother me ever again.
I was finally free. Free to live the mundane life as a student I had always dreamed about.
But why does it hurt so much?
"Freya?"
Xena pops her head through the door and sees me sitting on the floor. She's next to me in seconds, probably worried by my state.
"You okay?"
I nod simply.
I was...
I was okay.
I was going to be; one way or another.
I'm staring at the ceiling the moment my alarm goes off, not being able to have a wink of sleep.
I tell myself I had attained a level of peace in which sleep wasn't needed. Peace, now that Silas wasn't in my life, felt different.
Quiet and hallow.
I dived into getting ready for school instantly. While my roommate fights the remnant of sleep in her eyes,
I rise from my own bed to get a head start in the shower.
With my towel and toiletries, I head for the bathroom.
There's a bathroom on each floor in the girl's dormitory, large enough to hold 20 students yet the 10 girls on each floor used them.
It consisted of a large space and numerous shower heads to be used.
Unlike most days, I found no reason to rush my bathing process, letting the water just fall over me.
This quietness around me is peaceful.
I tell myself it's peace from being free and not having to be worried about what Elena's going to do next or if my secret is about to be revealed.
It's everything I wanted and yet...
No, there's not 'but.' It is what I want.
I don't know what's wrong with me but I have to pull my shit together.
I step out of the bathroom once I'm done wrapping my fluffy mint green towel around myself and begin packing the rest of my things up and stop at my toothbrush.
The once flattering black aesthetic of it only brings bad memories.
Right in the large mirrors in front of me, a black cloud of smoke forms unexpectedly as the lights begin to blink repeatedly.
The black cloud explodes into dark purple light and a figure forms itself in the mirror, his familiar purple eyes glimmering back at me.
I find myself too sunken to even find it as frightful as before.
"Child." He mutters with an unearthly echo in his voice.
"Sup." I greet lifelessly and resume packing my shit up.
"Vibrant as ever." He teases sarcastically, smiling a little too brightly.
"Can we make this quick before Xena walks in and finds me talking to my reflection? Not in the best mental state to think up some bizarre excuse on why this is logical."
"Preparing to go for your new classes, I see."
I pause, looking at the glowing purple eyes again, stopping everything else now that he has my attention.
"Are you spying on me?"
"Only making sure you're doing what needs to be done." He says it as though it's such a basic reason. But it doesn't take away the chill running down my back. Now, I wonder if he watches me in the showers.
"It seems you've begun falling behind on your end of the deal."
"I don't know what you mean." I avoid his eyes now.
"What happened to getting closer to the Alpha prince?
"So, you are aware of what's going on." This only saves me the need to explain the current situation. " Well, I can't do that anymore. There's a much more bigger threat at stake here."
"Are you referring to King Darius as a threat?" I turn to look at him properly again, taken aback. He casually talks about the Alpha King like he's some docile pet dog.
"I saw how you trembled like a pathetic wet animal infront of its master." He snickered, getting on my nerves.
I frown, looking away. It's so easy for him to talk shit but he doesn't know what it felt like to be in his presence then.
The crippling fear and your entire body screaming at you to run but you couldn't.
The wizard didn't know real fear, probably used to doing the scaring.
"Laugh all you want. The deal's off. I can't risk getting on King Darius' bad side."
"Really? And why's that?" He smiled, watching me in amusement.
"Well, because he would lock me up for being around his son if possible. What good is being an Alpha if I can't live?"
"It seems your fear is misplaced."
"What's that supposed to mean?" "I didn't expect you to comply so easily after all. This is your last warning, Freya. Get closer to the Alpha prince or I will show you something much worse than being locked up."
Before I can utter another word, he vanished into black smoke that soon dissipated, followed by chilling silence.
I sighed, leaning against the sink in front of me. I just couldn't get a break.
There was no way anything could be worse than the
Alpha King's threat... right?
FREYA'S POV:
I turn the other way before his lips can meet mine and I lose my mind and willpower to his lips.
He freezes at my rejection, staring at the side of my head. Practically boring holes with his eyes.
The grip on my arm from him tightens as he stares into my soul.
It takes everything within me to rip myself away from him before he melts away my resolve with those silver eyes.
I tug my hand from his hold, rubbing on the sore spot he's left.
"It doesn't matter if you believe me or not, Silas. The truth won't change just because it doesn't make sense to you."
"Bullshit." He seethes now, clearly not loving my reaction to him.
I don't understand why he's being so stubborn.
Did it hurt his ego so badly to be turned down?
"And what is your reason?" He asks now, slowly getting riddled
I avoid his eyes, still unable to look up into them again, in fear that he might just see my apprehension and reluctance.
It was just Silas, the Silas that annoyed me constantly, and put me in so much trouble just by knowing him and being by his side.
The Silas that was bad for me. Yet, it hurt knowing what I need to do.
He was a thorn that needed to be ripped from my side.
"I don't need to give you a reason. I'd just prefer if you don't see me again."
He groans now, pacing back and forth infront of me while I stand silently, watching him come apart.
He remains silent for awhile which stretches on as he racks through his mind tirelessly.
Then he stops and looks at me again like he's figured out something.
"Is it my father... Did he say something to you?"
I halt suddenly in place.
"W-what?"
"You've been moody since the banquet; it has to be him. What did he fucking say to you, Freya?"
"It's not!" I say too quickly that it's more suspicious than ever.
He eyes me suspiciously and more closely. I take a deep breath, calming the tremor within me.
I can't risk him knowing even a fraction of what was going on.
"Your father didn't say anything to me, it's what I want!"
My outburst silences him, forcing him to take a step back. For the first time, he seems like he wants to listen.
"I hate being around you, I've made that clear since the first day we met and every other day but you constantly choose to ignore it. I hate you so much that it's unbearable having to stand next to you every single day."
He shakes his head, still trying to fight it.
"But the kiss..."
"Don't tell me you're acting like this just because of a pointless kiss, Silas. We're both of opposite sex, it's only natural that there's an attraction between us. It's fucking called hormones."
"I still don't belie-"
"For fucks sake. Are you so self-absorbed that you can't fathom a female hating your guts and just being utterly tired of you!"
I take a deep breath now, massaging my temples with my thumbs. With every word spoken, something breaks within me and my head only throbs agonizingly.
My wolf whines and turns painfully but I have no choice and he's making it so much harder, standing there with that hurt expression on his face.
It's all fake.
"Please, Silas," I say now with a low pleading tone. " Please, set me free."
This time, I look at him.
He seems conflicted and torn, but it's just a simple thing for him to do; he had done it with countless girls, so why couldn't he just let me be?
"Please." I plead one last time.
He looks at me like the world around us is being ripped apart and we're only seconds away from falling apart with it.
I look away before I take the words back.
He growls angrily and turns away without an answer.
Before I could say anything more, he leaps down from my balcony, disappearing into the cold rainy night.
My weak legs finally give way under me.
Every strength I had managed to muster came undone in seconds as I crash onto the floor. The tears blur my eyes first before I realize them.
It hurt.
My chest hurts more than ever. I've really done; he won't bother me ever again.
I was finally free. Free to live the mundane life as a student I had always dreamed about.
But why does it hurt so much?
"Freya?"
Xena pops her head through the door and sees me sitting on the floor. She's next to me in seconds, probably worried by my state.
"You okay?"
I nod simply.
I was...
I was okay.
I was going to be; one way or another.
I'm staring at the ceiling the moment my alarm goes off, not being able to have a wink of sleep.
I tell myself I had attained a level of peace in which sleep wasn't needed. Peace, now that Silas wasn't in my life, felt different.
Quiet and hallow.
I dived into getting ready for school instantly. While my roommate fights the remnant of sleep in her eyes,
I rise from my own bed to get a head start in the shower.
With my towel and toiletries, I head for the bathroom.
There's a bathroom on each floor in the girl's dormitory, large enough to hold 20 students yet the 10 girls on each floor used them.
It consisted of a large space and numerous shower heads to be used.
Unlike most days, I found no reason to rush my bathing process, letting the water just fall over me.
This quietness around me is peaceful.
I tell myself it's peace from being free and not having to be worried about what Elena's going to do next or if my secret is about to be revealed.
It's everything I wanted and yet...
No, there's not 'but.' It is what I want.
I don't know what's wrong with me but I have to pull my shit together.
I step out of the bathroom once I'm done wrapping my fluffy mint green towel around myself and begin packing the rest of my things up and stop at my toothbrush.
The once flattering black aesthetic of it only brings bad memories.
Right in the large mirrors in front of me, a black cloud of smoke forms unexpectedly as the lights begin to blink repeatedly.
The black cloud explodes into dark purple light and a figure forms itself in the mirror, his familiar purple eyes glimmering back at me.
I find myself too sunken to even find it as frightful as before.
"Child." He mutters with an unearthly echo in his voice.
"Sup." I greet lifelessly and resume packing my shit up.
"Vibrant as ever." He teases sarcastically, smiling a little too brightly.
"Can we make this quick before Xena walks in and finds me talking to my reflection? Not in the best mental state to think up some bizarre excuse on why this is logical."
"Preparing to go for your new classes, I see."
I pause, looking at the glowing purple eyes again, stopping everything else now that he has my attention.
"Are you spying on me?"
"Only making sure you're doing what needs to be done." He says it as though it's such a basic reason. But it doesn't take away the chill running down my back. Now, I wonder if he watches me in the showers.
"It seems you've begun falling behind on your end of the deal."
"I don't know what you mean." I avoid his eyes now.
"What happened to getting closer to the Alpha prince?
"So, you are aware of what's going on." This only saves me the need to explain the current situation. " Well, I can't do that anymore. There's a much more bigger threat at stake here."
"Are you referring to King Darius as a threat?" I turn to look at him properly again, taken aback. He casually talks about the Alpha King like he's some docile pet dog.
"I saw how you trembled like a pathetic wet animal infront of its master." He snickered, getting on my nerves.
I frown, looking away. It's so easy for him to talk shit but he doesn't know what it felt like to be in his presence then.
The crippling fear and your entire body screaming at you to run but you couldn't.
The wizard didn't know real fear, probably used to doing the scaring.
"Laugh all you want. The deal's off. I can't risk getting on King Darius' bad side."
"Really? And why's that?" He smiled, watching me in amusement.
"Well, because he would lock me up for being around his son if possible. What good is being an Alpha if I can't live?"
"It seems your fear is misplaced."
"What's that supposed to mean?" "I didn't expect you to comply so easily after all. This is your last warning, Freya. Get closer to the Alpha prince or I will show you something much worse than being locked up."
Before I can utter another word, he vanished into black smoke that soon dissipated, followed by chilling silence.
I sighed, leaning against the sink in front of me. I just couldn't get a break.
There was no way anything could be worse than the
Alpha King's threat... right?
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