Chapter 3 The Run

Freya's P.O.V.

I looked at my injured arm and noticed it was bandaged. I wondered how and remembered before we had sex. He treated my arms to me. My heart melted, and I felt my legs frozen, not wanting to leave.

I was feeling this strong connection with him, but I had to. 'I just had to,' I thought, then I left the room and closed the door behind me, and on the stranger and the memories I had with him.

Meanwhile, in the room, the stranger's eyes flung open, and then he turned to the side of the bed to notice his little wolf was gone. He grinned and whispered. “I am coming for you, mate.” I walked into my house and sat on the bed, exhaling with relief.

“I was home, and no one saw me,” I thought, slamming myself on my bed to get some rest. Just then, I heard a knock on my door and rose. “Who could that be?” I wondered, getting off my bed, moving to the door, and opening it.

I held my breath at whom I had in front of me. Troy, the crowned prince of the pack. He was grinning, and I felt the urge to puke, disgusted by his sight. “What are you doing here?” I asked. He used a hand to shove me aside.

“I know you are happy to see me, so don't pretend," he said, and I scoffed. I refused to believe the level of his arrogance. You think highly of yourself, don't you?” I asked, and he shrugged. Well, I can't help it. I know how handsome I am and how much every lady desires me, including you,” he replied.

“Just because Gina kisses your butt does not mean I would ever do the same,” I said, then he turned to face me, growling. “And what do you mean by that?” He asked, but I ignored his question.

“Dear crowned prince, I would not want your chosen mate to know you came here and pulled my head off, so please take your leave,” I told him, feeling surprised I could develop the guts to talk to him in such manners.

Of course, Troy was shocked. He scowled, then smirked. “Are you perhaps jealous I chose her over you?” he said, and my heart banged. My wolf struggled to wake up from her slumber, take control, and rip his face apart, but that was just a mere wish.

I am simply an omega, so I cannot shift. Besides, he is far more potent than me,' I thought. You already broke the bond between us, dear Alpha, so I cannot feel anything or any emotion called jealousy towards you, "I reminded him. His smirk transformed into a frown, and then he moved closer to me.

I kept drifting back as he came closer to me threateningly. I tried going backwards again, only to realize I had reached the wall and could not move further. The bastard sneered at that, then caged me to the wall, his face bending to my face like he wanted to kiss me.

“Wh…wh… what are you trying to do?” I stuttered, and he smirked at my nervous expression. “No one is entitled to you except for me”, He growled possessively, and I arched my eyebrows at him. Selfish bastard, I cursed within.

“I doubt that is any of your business any longer. You already rejected me and chose someone else,” I reminded him, just in case he had forgotten, and he grinned. Still, you are mine and mine alone,” he growled possessively, then dashed out of my house, slamming the door behind him.

As soon as he was gone, I let out a breath I did not realize I was holding, wondering what psychopath the moon goddess had given me as a mate.

A few weeks later

We were all gathered outside in the palace hall. It was the coronation of Crown Troy. He was dressed as noble as an Alpha should be, while Gina was dressed gorgeously as a future Luna should be. She beamed from ear to ear and never failed to throw me a mocking gaze.

“Do you, Troy, promise to be a rightful and just leader?” The priest asked. “Yes, I do, " he replied, and I huffed in disbelief. Troy was the opposite of just, I thought, as I watched the priest place the crown on his head and proclaim him the Alpha.

There was thunderous applause and cheers. I had to join in the clapping to get any attention away from me. “Thank you all; I appreciate your support,” Troy started the boring speeches Alpha gives after being crowned.

I fought the urge to yawn and concentrate. “I would love you all to witness what I am about to do next, " he began, and I froze, not knowing why I was having a bad feeling about this.

“Freya," he called loudly, and I shivered. The bastard had just made everyone focus on me, which I was trying to avoid. Gina looked confused after directing the dagger glares at me, making me wonder what I had done wrong.   It was her douchebag mate who called me, and it wasn't like I asked to be called. “Please step forward”, He commanded, and I gasped within, wondering why. “Wasn't the humiliation he gave me a few weeks back enough?” I wondered to myself.

If this fool tries anything funny, I will kill him,' I thought and laughed. I was too weak to do so. I ignored the gasps and murmurs that went around and walked to the front. When I got to his presence, I bowed in acknowledgement. Something I despised myself for doing, but I did not have a choice.

“Come closer, Freya," he said, and I gulped, wondering why. If I had moved forward, I would have been on the stage. My wolf and subconscious were screaming at me to turn back at the moment, but I could not.