Freja POV:
He arched a brow. “Are you alright?” He questioned in a deep, baritone voice.
I wrinkled my nose. “Yes, I’m fine,” I admitted, being a little honest. My head hurt a bit, but nothing I couldn’t handle.
The man nodded his head hesitantly. “Good, pay better attention to your surroundings next time, Luna.” He said firmly, almost as if he was scolding me. What he said and how he had said it reminded me of Gunnar, making me miss him even more. The large man was right though, with everything going on right now, I needed to be on my toes.
I nodded in agreement. “Your right; I will be more attentive,” I said assuredly.
His brows pulled together slightly before he curtly nodded his head and continued down the hallway towards the staircase. I stood there, thinking about the last good memory I had with Gunnar; it was our training session on the day before the final battle. Since coming here, the memory had been my cushion, something I reflected on many times to get through this life-changing reality. This whole situation had been a mind twister; it had been hard on me. Especially in the beginning and I had felt lost at times, but thinking of my family was what helped me to get through it. Now, things are even tougher with the new threat in the air. Yet, somehow, I feel stronger and more confident; I feel like the warrior I was born to be as a woman and a wolf. I know things will be alright; Cain and I will get through this and prosper, like the Alpha and Luna that we are.
I headed towards the staircase, and as my foot was about to hit the first step, I stopped, feeling the urge to go into Calyx’s room, wondering if I could find more on him, something that may help me. I knew he was supposed to be meeting with Samara right now, and this would be my chance to sneak in there and get some answers.
I looked all around me, carefully focusing on the darker areas. I didn’t see anyone around or hear anyone close by; I reared back from the stairs and cautiously walked towards Calyx’s bedroom. I gripped the handle of the door, glancing around me once more and turned the knob. I was kind of surprised that his door was unlocked; it made me wonder if I would even find anything if he were this trusting. I pushed the door open and closed it behind me but left it slightly open so I could hear anyone coming. I slowly observed the normal-looking bedroom.
The walls were light blue, hardwood flooring, modern style furniture and a large bed, with white blankets that neatly hugged the mattress. Not very many nick nacks throughout the room; it was plain and simple.
I approached the white dresser and pulled out the top drawer. The clothes were skillfully folded in the drawer, throwing me off. I didn’t think Calyx was such a well-ordered individual; he didn’t seem like that type of person. I carefully moved the clothes around and searched for anything but came up with nothing. I continued to search through all the drawers and came up with nothing. There was a nightstand next to the bed, and I explored that next, finding nothing again. As I closed the table’s small drawer, I heard a clunk. I pulled the drawer out again and closed it again, hearing the clunk once more. Finally, I pulled the drawer all the way out, and a small key landed on the floor in front of me. I put the drawer back into the table and closed it. I grabbed the key and began to examine it; the key was completely foreign to me, especially when I wasn’t familiar with any of the keys for this place. However, if I was right, this was for a padlock.
I stood from the floor and glanced around the room, trying to find something to which this key may belong. I froze, hearing someone in the hallway walking towards the room. I quickly stuffed the key into my pocket and bolted towards the door, casually opening it and closing it behind me. I walked out, acting as casual as I possibly could.
“What the fuck were you doing in there?” A thunderous and angry Cain bellowed out, and I knew I was fucked.
“Nothing, I was looking for Calyx,” I said casually, trying to hide the fact that I was just in there snooping around his brother’s room because he is trying to us kill both.
Cain stormed up to me and moved me aside before bursting into Calyx’s room. Although, of course, it was empty, he glanced around the room and sniffed the air for a moment, then his head whipped towards me. “Why are you looking for Calyx?” He questioned as he sauntered menacingly towards me. My breath hitched for a beat, becoming more and more turned on with each taunting step he took towards me. Cain looked so delicious at this moment, and the urge to have him was overwhelming. His chiselled chest peeked out from the few open buttons at the top of his white shirt, the soft material hugged his muscular biceps, and his dark locks were tousled, giving him a rugged look.
I shook my head quickly and cleared my throat, saying the first thing that came to mind. “I was going to ask Calyx to take me to see Samara.” I lied.
His brows pulled together as he glared down at me. “No, if you want to go somewhere, Ryder or I will take you. Calyx will not be accompanying you anymore.” He said in a firm tone.
I was a little unsure of how to answer him. “Oh, why is that?” I fully agreed with him, I didn’t want to be alone with Calyx, but I didn’t want Cain to know, not yet. My eyes trailed off from his, roaming down his beautiful body. Cain chuckled softly. “My eyes are up here, love, and because I said so, don’t argue with me on this.” His tone was firm and deep.
I rolled my eyes. “Fine, whatever you say, Alpha,” I said sarcastically.
A low growl rumbled up from his chest, and he took a taunting step towards me, backing me into the door. He placed a hand on the door next to my head while the other hand came up and lightly gripped my throat.
His eyes flickered between those vivid green orbs and those soul-consuming black holes. The corner of his mouth pulled back into a grin. “Do you need another lesson in proper behaviour, my love?” Cain questioned mischievously.
My chest heaved, and my legs quivered. The heat was pooling between my legs now, thinking of the things Cain would do to me.
I released a heavy breath. “Yes, I do,” I said in a whisper.