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CHAPTER THIRTY-TWO
ASHER’S POV
“I just wanted to say thank you. It’s been a when since I had someone talk to me nicely, or even defend me. Thank you very much for everything”
Those words keep ringing on my mind as I make my way to the bedroom Freya and I share. It’s not only her words that touch my heart, but her angelic voice that causes blood to sing in my veins every time I hear it.
Astrid is such a sweet girl and it’s impossible for anyone to not like her, unless that person is as evil, like Freya and her entire family. She is well mannered, kind and has a smile that gives you good dreams when you see it. When I opened that door and saw Freya’s hand in the air, about to hit her, the kind of anger that washed through me was deadly. It took me a lot of strength to hold myself back from hitting Freya.
How dare she?
The last thing I will permit is anyone trying to molest Astrid. Apart from the fact that she’s a very nice person, I feel like I’m falling in love with her and only the moon goddess knows how possessive I am over the people I love.
The last thing I would do is let anyone hurt them.
I spoke with Rowan last night about Astrid’s training and he is more than willing to train her and I trust him to do it well. By the time she gets done with her training, Adolph is going down, whether he likes it or not and for Freya, she will make a wonderful servant in this castle.
I open the room door and step into it and as expected, I find Freya standing at the center of the room, in an akimbo position, fuming in rage.
Drama is the order of the day in this bedroom.
“What was the meaning of that?” She asks raising her voice.
“It will do us both well if you do not raise your voice at me” I warn calmly.
“What did I do to deserve such humiliation? Why did you take Astrid’s side?”
“Because you were bullying her. Only a psychopath will take a bully’s side. I’m not a psychopath!”
“Really now? Is that what you have to say?”
“What would you have me say, Freya?”
“I am your fiancé! You had to defend me in there, not Astrid!”
“But you were bullying the poor girl. Who wakes up in the morning and go to someone else’s bedroom to bully them? Does that make any sense to you?”
“I wasn’t bullying her, I was just reprimanding her!”
“For what exactly?” I ask frustrated.
“For trying to take you away from me!”
Baam!
It’s finally out.
I look at her in amusement and smile.
She’s smart anyway, she has figured it out, but the wrong way. Astrid isn’t trying to take me away from…. Hold on a minute!
I have never been with her anyway. I just brought her here because of her father’s lousy threats. I have never committed myself to this sudden engagement and that means I have never been with her, so Astrid is not trying to take me away from her.
On the contrary, I’m the one who’s trying to get close to Astrid.
I chuckle in amusement as I look at her.
“Don’t be delusional”
“Is that all you have to say?”
” I think so”
“Arggh!” She screams as she walk over to her makeup table and sweeps everything on it to the floor. She pushes the mirror to the floor as well. It falls down face flat and shatters into pieces. I watch at an angle as she keeps raiding the entire place down and when I’ve had enough, I leave the bedroom.
I brought a mad woman into my home.
When I get downstairs, I see maids busying around, trying to get breakfast ready and call one of them who immediately runs over to me.
“I need you to get the maids in charge of cleaning. Tell them I have ordered for Freya’s bedroom to be cleaned immediately. It’s quite mess.”
“You mean Freya, your fiancé?”
“Yes, that one. Thank you” I leave the living room as well.
The next time she does such a thing, I will make sure to say in that room and supervise her clean it up all alone.
That I swear.
I need to go out and get fresh air before I loose my sanity.
How can Freya be so crazy?
I can’t even believe this happening to me right now.
How did I find myself in this situation? Why is that girl so spoiled?
How the hell was she raised?
She has no good, I mean no good left in her. Just as ruthless as her father and she makes me sick
I have to let her go, I have get her out of this pack before she infects my maidens with that nasty attitude of hers.
I’m even tempted to say I hate her!
As take a stroll through the lawns of the garden, a sudden strong wind blows and the feeling I get is very familiar. Right now I feel the way I did that day we were at the beautiful witch’s house. I look left and right to see if there’s anybody around, but I don’t see any one.
The strong wind keeps blowing and all the hair on my body stand erect. Goosebumps appear all over arms and legs and I can’t help but wonder what’s going on.
“You look frightened!” A voice speaks from behind and I turn abruptly to see who it is. I jump in fear when I see the beautiful witch standing before me. She has on an all black outfit just like she did on the day we saw her in her house and her posture is very composed and seems ancient. Like those of the royals in the eighteen hundredths.
She is not a witch from today.
“You are right, I’m not a witch from today. I’m at least two hundred years old.”
Yeah, I just remembered she reads minds.
“And you still look stunning as ever” I compliment and she smiles as she approaches me.
“You are such a charmer, Young Alpha and to tell you what?”
“What?”
“That’s a very vital character trait of a good leader. A good leader is one who can charm a witch to take his side in every situation”
“You make it sound like it’s a good thing to charm a witch”
“Oh, it is.”
“I see…” I day nodding with my smile still on.
Never in my life did I think I would meet a witch I feel so relaxed around her because of the stories I’ve heard about them. First, people describe them ugly, but this woman standing before me is far from ugly. They say witches are only out to harm others, but I don’t think that’s true. We invaded this woman’s privacy, but she didn’t harm us, instead she welcomed us in and served us tea, even though she spoke in parables.
She is amazing and I like her.
“I like you too, Young Alpha” She says with a sweet smile.
Damn it.
“Can you please stop reading my mind?”
“I can’t help it. Now, that’s enough aside, let’s get to the real reason why I’m here”
“Reason?”
“Yeah. You must not defy yourself by getting intimate with the wrong Shewolf, for the moment you do that, you have failed your mission and this world will be doomed”
“I shouldn’t get intimate, as in, I shouldn’t mate with the wrong she-wolf”
“Exactly”
“But, how am I supposed to know the right she-wolf from the wrong? Remember we lost our ability to o detect our mates. I don’t even know who my mate is, how am I going to figure out who she is?”
“With your heart. You do not need your wolf to tell you who your mate is, you can tell with your heart. Now it’s left for you to choose and you have no choice but to chose wisely, for danger is lurking in the shadows, doom is knocking at your door and if you give way to it, it will com in and destroy you all. You are a wise Alpha, and what you need to do is exercise that wisdom and free redeem the werewolf world”
Then she disappears.
Just great!
She comes and tells me something as shocking as this and disappears before I can even ask a question. What kind of wicked game is this?
I need to find Rowan and tell him this before I go crazy.