TAMING THE PLAYBOY ALPHA - Chapter 68: Chapter 68

: HOME SICK...NOT
FREYA'S POV:
"I don't mean this the wrong way, Freya, but for someone that was assaulted sexually an hour ago, your skin is glowing extraordinarily." She says as I dry my now damp hair with a towel.
I'm fresh from a well-deserved bath that has washed all that bloody mess away from body.
My hair is still dripping wet in some parts as I towel dry the other side.
Her comment makes me turn to her nervously.
"I-I don't understand what you mean."
"Well, for one thing, you're humming to yourself. I'd think you'd be a shivering mess. Not like I don't like you being chill right now. This is just a total different expression from you."
She watches me worriedly while I pass a nervous laugh.
Of course I'd be humming after a mind blowing orgasm that, for some reason, got rid of that splitting headache I'd been having from all that reading, and made me forget the whole ordeal partially.
Of course, I couldn't tell her I had just been fingered in the class room by Silas.
Xena would think he's some psycho, taking advantage of my weak state when infact... it was I that needed it.
And damn, was it just what I'd needed. Flashes from that scene only pull more heat to my face.
"Do you have a fever now? Your face is red."
I chuckle nervously, turning my head the other way to hide my embarrassment.
"I'm fine, Xena. Silas... took care of me."
In a lot of ways I feel too embarrassed to share.
She scoffs at the mention of his name, and I look at her again.
That angry and annoyed, yet helpless, expression plastered there as she huffs and pouts her face like a child, says a lot.
"You know, I can't figure out if you hate him or are chill with him sometimes."
"He's not a bad guy, I know. He's just so infuriating sometimes most times. How do you put up with him, Freya? So much that you guys hook up in an empty classroom." Xena continues her rant.
I freeze now with shock, widening my eyes like saucers while chanting desperately in my head 'no freaking way'.
She looks up at me, noticing my silence and then meets my horrified mien and rolls her eyes.
"Please... did you really think we didn't know what you guys were up to before we walked in? Even after that hot bath, you reek of him."
Mortified is not enough to describe my current state. No words I can think up perfectly describes what I feel.
Embarrassment, however, takes over and I fall onto my bed, hiding my face.
"You mean, you guys... smelt it?"
I can't even say it right.
"Aww, you don't need to feel embarrassed, babe. It's a natural thing." She tries to console me, moving over to my bed and wrapping her arms around me.
"That just makes it worse."
"I'm sure Adam and Lucas get down with girls all the time. Plus you guys didn't do the main tango, so it's not that bad."
"Oh, my gosh. Lucas and Adam smelt it too!" I hide my face again, drowning in morbid humiliation.
"Maybe I should stop talking now." Xena admits, seeing as her words only make me feel worse.
"Yeah, maybe." I agree with her.
She gives a light pat on my back before leaving me alone with my already fucked up thoughts.
The one that resounds loudest is the fact that Lucas and Adam knew.
Here I was, swimming in the bliss of my ignorance before Xena came along.
Also now, the fact that the whole school saw us together is another issue I've been pushing behind my mind.
It's time to face reality, I guess.
There was no going back now.
I had been spotted. I could only hope, somehow, King Darius is a little more forgiving than he had portrayed.
All I feel are heavy looks weighing on me as I step out of my last class after the most mentally stressing quiz ever.
That, and the intense feeling of being watched tickling the back of my head.
I stop and look behind me occasionally, trying to shake it off, or tell myself it's just a bunch of students gossiping about the thing with Norman and I.
There goes any form of love life I'd ever hoped to have in this school.
You still have Silas though.
I pause mid putting in my password to my locker.
Just what the hell am I thinking?
There's no way I'd consider Silas as a potential love interest - definitely not prick-headed annoying Silas. I had never thought to consider him as anything. Only recently I had thought of him as a friend of some sorts.
Plus, he knows how to use his fingers...
But...
No.
I'm thinking about this too much when I shouldn't even be considering anything.
He has a future mate.
My heart does that shit it does where it contracts and hurts and my wolf whines painfully... for Silas.
Damn, I've lost it all over an orgasm.
The murmuring only increases as I walk down the hall with curious eyes turning over to me.
I had already known Silas' warning wouldn't be as effective in silencing everyone, especially considering the bloody mess and an expulsion involved in the whole drama.
I had expected this much, so I remain unfazed.
In a few weeks, the gist would all die down. Especially during the few weeks of mid-term breaks starting from next week.
A month at home would make everyone forget about it.
And there were worse things than a rumor spreading, worse things like returning home to my riddled family.
I leave the school building, heading to the female dorm.
Just as I approach the tall ass building, Xena shows up by my side, books in her hand and wrapping mine around hers.
"You excited for the break?" She begins in a preppy mood, squealing like a five year old in Disney land.
I can only offer a small smile now.
"I guess."
"I miss home so much - my grandma, and my younger brother... my bed." She groans. "I fucking miss that bed."
I try to think of what I miss from my own home to add to the current conversation, but nothing comes to mind.
From the cold attic with barely any insulation, the bed of straws and old fabrics and a thin piece of cloth as a blanket.
The stale and sour bread and soup breakfast and the harsh stares of family.
Trust me, there was nothing particular to miss or want to return to.
They had never even called once since I came here, probably more than pleased to get rid of me.
Even after sensing me as an Alpha, they still didn't care...
"... and the best part is I can come over and visit!"
I zone back into our conversation, partially picking up the final words of her last statement.
"What!" I stop, turning to her. "Why would you do that?" "Uhh... don't you want to come by every day?" She looks at me puzzled.
It's only then I realized my sudden outburst, and calm myself.
"No, I do. Just I would much rather come and visit you. The road to my pack isn't exactly very accessible, so it would be safer if I came to meet you." I say quickly, thinking of an excuse off the bat.
Xena muses on my suggestion for a bit while I silently pray she eats it up.
"Okay, that sounds good."
I sigh in relief, knowing that she's taken it.
"I can't wait. We'll have sleep overs and hangout every day, and go to this party my cousin is hosting without boys like Lucas or Silas to bother us." Amidst all her excitement, I can only muster a half excited hum in agreement while we go up the stairwell leading to our floor. Yeah, I'm even more discouraged about going home.
Of course, they would treat me a bit different but it would still be a cold dead home with no such thing as a bond.
I would much rather stay back in school while everyone leaves.
Maybe come up with enough excuses as to why I can't show up for all the activities she's planned. As we step into the room, I feel that sensation like
I'm being watched again and look through the window to see nothing, as always. No matter how much I shake it off though, it just doesn't go away.