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CHAPTER FORTY
ASHER’S POV
Today is not a very friendly day for me at my office.
No day is ever friendly to me at my office. It’s either I’m signing loads and loads of paper work or I’m settling disputes between subjects. Everyday is a hectic one for me and I’ll I can do is give thanks to the moon goddess for the strength and wisdom she gives me to get through with my activities everyday.
As I work, a foolish smile spreads across my lips every now and then when I remember how Astrid flew on my body out of excitement last night. The moment her body collided with mine, all the nerves in my body began raging and I was intoxicated with joy.
Apart from the fact she smelt so good, I loved the way her soft body pressed against my hard physic. At that moment, I felt sparks all over my body and you have no idea how much I had to hold myself from hugging her back.
She is such a free spirited girl and I love her to bits. The way her eyes lit when she saw the library, anyone would know she is a book freak. I’m happy I was able to make her happy yesterday and for as long as she stays in this pack, I’m going to make sure she’s happy everyday.
That I promise.
A Gentle knock at the door snaps me out of my thoughts. I look at the door and signal whoever it is to come in. The door immediately creaks open and I raise my brows when I see Arya walk in not looking as cheerful as usual.
I wonder who has pissed her off this morning.
“Good morning.” She greets politely as she approaches my work table. I place my hands on the table and entwine my fingers together as I give her a critical look.
“Good morning Arya, how was your night?”
“It was peaceful”
“You don’t look too happy, who has offended you so early in the morning”
“The one and only Freya!” She reports as she slumps on the seat opposite mine with a frown plastered on her face.
“And how did you two cross paths?”
“Well, I went to Astrid’s room to take her so we could walk together to the training field…”
“You did what?” I ask furious and her gaze widens in shock as she jerks backwards.
Arya going to meet Astrid is not a good idea. She has a fat mouth and she can spill secrets I do not want her to spill.
“Come on bro, have some confidence in me. I’m not gonna tell her anything, I just went to see her and thank God I did”
“And what do you mean by thank God you did?”
“Well, I met your fiancé in her bedroom, bullying her as usual and she was helpless. She was definitely going to give Astrid a smack if I had not walked in. Freya is the worst, the worst, I tell you”. She narrates and my resentment towards Freya grows inside me like a tumor.. Kane lets out an angry purr and I can feel my heart burn with anger.
What exactly is Freya’s problem?
Why does she always find pleasure in bullying Astrid?
Why is she the way she is?
And for Astrid, I have told her time and again to learn to defend herself against bullies like Freya. I have reminded her time and again that in this pack, her only superior is me.
I hate the fact that she doesn’t want to stand up for herself.
I’m mad at both girls right now.
I’m mad at Freya for being an insensitive bully and I’m mad at Astrid for not wanting to defend herself.
If I don’t talk to them right now, I’m not going to get any work done!
I abruptly rise from my seat and pick up my bunch of keys, together with my cell phone from the table, but on a second thought, I decide to keep the phone.
Here, it’s quite useless since I can communicate with anyone I want through mindlink.
“Where are you off too?”
“I need to address this issue, else I’m not gonna get any work done today.”
“Take it easy brother” She cautions and I nod and exit the bedroom.
I head over to my chambers to meet up with Freya first. I need to find out from her what exactly her problem is.
Why won’t she stay in her lane and let Astrid be?
Why does she have to be such a bitch to everyone around her?
When I get to my living room , I see her comfortably seated on one of the couches, watching a TV show. The only thing she is ever good at doing.
I would die before I make such a lazy bone as my Luna.
Freya is not interested in doing anything useful. All she likes to do is sit at home all day, watch her favorite shows and order servants to get everything she needs.
She likes living like royalty when she isn’t even one and it’s so pathetic.
I can’t wait for the day I will have her packaged and sent back to her father’s house. She’s nothing but a thorn in my flesh.
“We need to talk” I announce and she turns to look at me. The moment she sees me, a sickening smile forms on her face and I fight my urge to roll my eyes at her.
I hate it when she smiles at me.
“What about?” she asks as she gets up from the couch and walks towards me.
“Why did you go into Astrid’s bedroom this morning?” I ask and she squeezes her brows.
“I went there to ask her a few questions”
“You mean to bully her?”
“Bully her? No I did not? I just wanted to know what you guys were discussing about in her bedroom last night”
“And what makes you think you have the right to know that? It’s none of your business” I say totally unnerved by the fact that she thinks she has the right to do what she did?
Whoever raised her failed woefully and is supposed to be punished severely. Because right now we all have to suffer the fate of dealing with a self satisfied strut every single day.
That is exhausting.
“Yes, it is my business. My fiance goes into some other woman’s bedroom at night, I have to be concerned. I have to know why you went in there” She explains with a very authoritative tone. I knead my fingers through my hair and grain in frustration as I walk helter-skelter around the living room.
How did I get myself into all this?
How the hell did I bring this girl into my house?
I stop walking around and give her a very hard glare, but she doesn’t flinch. She keeps looking at me with her chin high up and I feel like ramming her head into the wall.
“You know what? This is pointless. I’m just going to give you one last warning. Stay away from Cassie’s bedroom. Henceforth, you are forbidden from even stepping foot at the East Wing of this castle. Stay in your lane and stop causing trouble”
“May I know why you are taking her side on this issue?”
“Because you are on the wrong Freya and if you do not want to face my wrath one of these days, you had better not disobey my command cuz if you do, your life will be reduced to an agonizing sequence of unending torture and humiliation. I’m not bluffing” I threaten as I make my way out of the living room, fuming in rage.
When I get to the porch, I stop on my tracks and let out a heavy sigh I didn’t even know I was holding.
Freya will be the end of me someday.
I unclench my fists by my side and walk towards the training ground.
Like I said before, I’m mad at Astrid for letting Freya bully her every damn time. She needs to learn to stand up for herself.
When I get there, I’m impressed by how everyone is engrossed in one or two activities. It’s the female training ground and there are many other females training, but my eyes are searching for one girl and when they fall on her, my heart flutters in joy.
I smile as I walk towards her but when I remember that I’m here to reprimand her, I replace the smile with a frown and keep walking in her direction. She’s standing still, with both hands planted on her waist and nodding her head lightly within intervals as she pays attention to what Rowan is saying to her.
They look like they have just begun training. Rowan told me she is a very fast learner and training her isn’t at all difficult.
I wish I could have some training time with her. I would love to teach her some Alpha skills.
When the others notice my presence, they all stop whatever it is they are doing and bow their heads down in respect. I wave my hand, urging them to ride on with their activities and they ride on.
As I approach Rowan and Astrid, Rowan starts smiling as he gives me a knowing look, which I choose to ignore.
I don’t even want to imagine what’s going on in his mind right now.
“Good morning, Alpha Asher” Astrid greets formally. I don’t even respond to her. I take her by the wrist and gently lead her out of the training ground to one the dressing rooms.
“Is everything alright?” she asks once we both get into the room.
“Arya told me what happened this morning” I announce and she seems to doubt what I’m talking, but she soon remembers and carelessly waves her hand in the air.
“That was nothing Alpha, I swear it really was nothing”
“It was everything Astrid, she was bullying you”
“She just wanted to know what we were talking about that last night”
“She has no right to ask you that. Astrid, I sent you for this training so you would learn how to defend yourself in times like this, you have to stop being such a weakling and learn to be strong . I don’t like this very weak side of you” I reprimand and a glimpse of rage flashes through her emerald green eyes.
“Do you really think it’s easy?” she asks angrily and my heart shatters into a million pieces when I see tears shimmering in her eyes. “I have been bullied by Freya ever since I was seven, do you honestly think it’s easy for me to suddenly have the courage to stand up to her? Do you think I like the fact that I can’t defend myself? I want to talk back, I want to fight back every single time, but I can’t” She angrily wipes off the tears that have managed to escape her eyes. “You have no idea how low my self esteem is, I try everyday to build it up, I’m trying to pick up my broken pieces, I’m trying to make myself whole again. I’m sorry if I disappoint you, but this is not something I can just learn overnight. I’m working on it and I would be very grateful if you can give me some time. I really am trying!” She bursts into tears and rushes out of the dressing room.
I stand glued to the spot, cursing myself hard for taking things too far.
How insensitive of me to not have thought about all this.
The poor girl is going through a lot and I’m not making things any better for her.
Just a few moments ago, I promised I was going to make her happy all the time, but right now I just made her cry.
Bad Alpha!
Very bad Alpha!