Chapter 118
Chapter 118
Greyson’s POV:
The room was dimly lit as always, jam packed with bodies gyrating on each other all over the large dance floor.
The loud music was too much to bear but I forced myself to stay put, I didn’t have anything to return to anyway and going back to the guest house that had become my home for the time being in the SilverMoon pack would only bury me deeper and deeper into the misery and sorrow that was currently eating at my soul.
Everything was a blur, the people on the downstage dancing, the servers moving up and down the large hall, even Smith that was currently sat by my side.
“Greyson, you’re here to let go of all that sad energy not drown yourself in alcohol. You’ve consumed an abnormally large amount and even being an Alpha wouldn’t be able to stop the effects soon. You need to stop drinking” Smith advised.
His words went through one car and went out of the other. I continued to pour the drink shot after shot into my throat and I could already feel the drowsy effects on my mind but it didn’t stop me.
“I’m done convincing you. Just don’t forget we have a meeting with Alpha Tristan in the morning, that’s the reason we’re here anyway. If you’re going to get wasted go ahead, but make sure you’re able to function tomorrow. I’m off to socialize.” Smith’s voice came again.
And after he left I turned my attention back to the sea of bodies below me. Even in the dim lit room I could still see the majority of the partygoers engage in all sort of activities.
Then there was a woman.
She caught my attention from the moment that she weaved through the crowd for the first time that evening.
Thick mane of blonde hair, heart shaped face and as she neared my cabinet, I caught whiff of her scent, it was sweet mixed with something else, something that could only be described as burnt or bitter.
And when she raised her eyes to mine; it was the most beautiful emerald
eyes
I had ever seen.
The blurry woman from my dreams, well it was never really a dream, but now I could see her form properly.
That was Freya.
I remembered everything clearly now, it felt like the glass shard that had always held a part of my memory had finally been shattered. I could remember every incident that led up to that one.
I remembered how I had woken up the next day too, but with only the bitter, sweet scent of Freya but not the memories of what had taken place.
Regret and misery filled every single bone in my body at the moment and it felt like had been doused in cold water. I had just slept with an unclaimed omega during her heat, marking her for ostracizing her pack. I had to tried to find her the next day, but no matter how much I tried I couldn’t seem to remember her face and eventually I had to leave
I could barely breathe properly and when I looked to my side. Freya was no longer sitting beside me only the healer remained opposite me, watching with careful eyes.
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Chapter 118
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“Whe–where’s Freya?” I asked, my voice coming out like I had just spent the last hour screaming
“She left almost immediately. Since you were inactive for the better part of the last twenty minutes I will assume that you
you and Freya but were in some sort of trance. Jessy is dying. I understand that this must be such a huge discovery for you’ve got to remember Jessy. She needs your blood.” Clara said, speaking softly as though she were speaking to a child.
But it didn’t offend me. In fact that was the last thing on my mind.
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“Of course, anything. I’ll do anything for her. What do I have to do?” I asked distractingly.
My mind was wandering everywhere else except where I was currently sat. Where was Freya? How the hell was I supposed to
fix this?
How cruel was fate?
Making me ruin a girl’s life and then making me cross paths with that same girl after years, then falling in love with her. Now I was going to lose her again, and she would surely take Jessy away from me.
1 could barely concentrate as Clara explained the process of everything she was doing. Even while she took my blood and prepared the medicine that would helped Jessy, I only continued to watch numbly.
It felt like hours later before we were back into the master’s bedroom and Clara was administering the finished medicine to Jessy. Even after she was done, Jessy remained unmoving on the bed and her pale form did not change.
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