Freda's POV "Kale we have to do something, I am tired of waiting." I gritted in anger as everything flooded my face. The melody of one entering the mansion and the sudden seeking of me losing him. I haven't been able to sleep because I saw him in my dreams from time to time. Most times, tortured. Other times because he wanted to break. It wasn't hard to know that he was not having the best time of his life. "Kaden will be here soon, we can't do anything without him. He has the book." My emotions became so unstable, I could only feel the wind holding my hair in the air as I became so angry. "Freda?! Control, you have to control yourself." I felt Vanna's hands on me. I snapped out of my anger, seeing how everything was so disoriented. I felt so numb, falling to my seat. I couldn't bring myself to feel pain, that was all I was feeling for the past few days since Alfred surrendered himself. "I don't know why he would surrender himself. He doesn't have the right to give up like tha
Freda's POV "Thank you Mrs. Saints." I smiled taking the pay cheque she handed to me. "You’re welcome Freda, see you tomorrow for your night shift." She smiled at me and I nodded. "Sure," I said as I slipped the check into my bag. "Freda, before you leave, take the trash out dear." I wanted to grumble as she said that because I was already tired from serving hungry people with no manners but I smiled and walked away from the door back to the kitchen so I could take out the trash. I walked into the kitchen and picked up the bag of trash that was sitting inside the trash can. I tiredly dragged it out from the back of the diner and then dumped it into the smelly dumpster. The night chill picked up making me cold, I looked up to see the full moon shining beautifully. I washed my hand thoroughly and when I was done I strapped my bag well and got myself ready to start heading to the bus stop so I could catch the bus. Working three jobs meant that I was always going to take the night
Freda's POV I was still unable to believe what I was hearing, did I just get sold? I fucking got sold off, I thought I was supposed to be at home enjoying the comfort of my house while I caught up on the series that I had abandoned because of my schedule. Tension filled my body as I watched them open the cage, going deeper into the small cage which looked like a dog cage, the two men noticed my resistance and went to the back of the cage, lifted it up and I tumbled over. I wanted to run from there but I didn't see anywhere to run to. A different man came and pulled me with my hair which made me muffle. He had a leash in his hand and after pulling my hair for some time, he strapped it on me. My body stiffened as I felt the tight hold of the strap on my flesh. I was being strapped like some goddamn animal? “Your owner is waiting for you,” one of them said in his gruff and hoarse voice as he pulls me into a room. Neither of them tried to enter as they pushed me inside the room wit
Freda's POV. How did I get myself into such a mess? I kept asking myself. I should be in my house now, who would come looking for me? I didn't have families that would think of me, no one would think that I wasn't back home early, no one would think that I was in danger and that I'd been sold. But tomorrow when I don't visit, Daniel will be all alone. Lonely with no one to care for him. Tears crept down my face as I kneeled and sneaked sideways looking at the man that was seated so still and regal on that chair. I don't understand what was happening. "Leon!" He called out to one of the guards who was standing in the room. "Alpha!" He responded and I mentally screamed Countless fantasy movies and books swim in my head as I tried to make sense of what I had just heard. Surely it was just some title for their gang member, right? Maybe some wordplay? I tried to convince myself but the thought of what he had said not too long about mating made it even harder to brush it off as a coi
I gulped down nothing. "Master?" I called out. "Don't make you say it again slave, strip and go down on your knees," I took my hand slowly to the button of my dress as I began to undo them, I took the dress off my shoulders and let it fall to the ground exposing the black bra I had on, the gown fell from my waist and then I kneel. "When I say strip, I mean strip." He said with a hint of warning I looked at him and my eyes widened. Surely, he wasn’t asking me to strip until I was completely naked right? "Do not make me say it again, slave. Take it all off." He yelled but I didn't do that, instead, I looked at him and then picked up my dress from the floor. "I won't do it, I don't remember offending you, I don't remember crossing paths with you, so why do you have to keep me hostage here, and why do you have to hurt me," I yelled and his silver eyes looked at me and the next moment he was pinning me to the nearest wall, he pressed on my throat making me unable to breathe. "One mo
Freda"I won't repeat myself again, slave." He taunted me. There wasn't anything I wouldn't give to leave this hell hole. I stared at the pieces of the broken vase on the floor. I remembered Sophia's voice at the back of my head, telling me to do as he had said."Please, I would do anything you want, not this." My eyes were so used to crying that I didn't notice the tears until they rolled down my cheeks. I felt like the main character in one of the stupid fantasies that I was back then. My days are numbered here because I didn't plan on adhering to his outrageous demands. A few minutes ago, he was standing at the entrance of the door but now he strolled to his bed. Sitting down and folding his legs. With the glint on his face, I preferred him to speak than to give me that glare that sparked fear inside of me. "I think I know what would be good for you. I just have to drag Leon down here to teach you another lesson because the last one, apparently, wasn't enough for you." He smir
Alfred I have been staring at this paperwork for the longest time and for some reason, my mind has been wandering to Freda, the slave. Every part of me was fighting what I had left. The moral compass that hadn't stopped turning. All I could think of was how unlucky I was, to be gifted a human. Anytime I held her with all of my strength, I thought of how fragile she was. How easily I could break her. I could. Right? I am the Alpha and I could but every time I snapped, something else took over. Like some divine shield protecting me from my actions. Protecting her from me. The past clouded my thought, I tried to think of the problem. What have I done in the past that might have prompted this hatred from fate? From the moon? I thought of her skin and her faded smile that seemed to linger no matter how sad she could be. The rush of her blood, each time she bled. All of those little moments filled me as one of the guards walked in with that natural sharpness that he was trained with.
Freda There were a lot of things going through my mind as I stared at the knife on the table. A way out. I could put a tiny hole in my hands and bleed to death without him knowing or I could aggressively end his life. I have thought about it several times and it all ends the same way. I didn't think that I would see this as a window, thinking of my life before I met my doom here. I didn't think that I would have a reason to end things because I couldn't bear how this literal Alpha Male was treating me.It was more than what I could handle, so I shut myself out. I became blank, numb, and empty. I stared at his glowing eyes, he was enjoying my torture. The fact that I was slowly peeling my life away from the consciousness of my mind. He smirked as he spoke. "Why darling?""Why are you doing this to me? You can simply just kill me and save yourself the trouble. Since you don't want to let me go.""I told you, I'm not giving you an easy way out through death. If you want to kill yoursel