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Falling For the Hidden Alpha(Freya Series Book 1)

Freya is just an ordinary girl who harbors a deep crush on Tristan Cole—her best friend's incredibly attractive, athletic older brother whom everyone desires. Tristan barely registers her existence until a fateful encounter at his brother's birthday party. When he steps in to help her, an instant, undeniable chemistry sparks between the high school pair. Their youthful romance feels absolutely perfect, but the harsh realities of a cruel world are waiting to test their bond to its absolute limits.
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Chapter 5

“What's so funny hon?” My mom asked while placing the plate of bacon on the dining table.

“Just looking at old pictures of me and Tyler,” I replied while turning my phone around for her to see.

“You're two peas in a pod, both as crazy as one another.”

She made her way back over towards the fridge.

Tyler tried everything he could to embarrass me in front of Tristan. Each time he tried to blurt out that I had a crush on him, I had to beat him to shut him up. Well, I tried to, but he was always so damn fast, and he was really ripped too which was weird for his age. I used to chase him around the house until I fell down with exhaustion. He'd then jump on top of me and start tickling me to death. I swear a few times I actually peed myself.

The play fights happened so often that Tristan started telling us to get a room, he even asked us once if me and Tyler were dating. We both just burst out laughing and rolled around on the floor. I saw Tyler as a brother and he saw me as a sister, the thought of anything else was just disgusting.

“Do you want orange juice, Honey?” My mom asked with her head still in the fridge.

“Yes, please, Mom.”

As the years went on, I finally began to develop. I was now nearly sixteen-years-old and was filling out nicely if I did say so myself. I had a nice little tush and my two ladies had come in big and fast. I had some nice curves of my very own. It took some getting used to, let me tell you. I liked to dress more feminine and I enjoyed doing my hair and makeup, but I still felt too embarrassed to go around to Tyler's all dressed up and showing off my figure. So, I just used to chuck on some old jeans, a baggy t-shirt and my sneakers.

That was until Tyler's sixteenth birthday, it was a few months before mine and I’d decided to go all out for his party. I wore a long, tight black dress with a plunging neckline to show off my new ample cleavage. The dress came down to my ankles at the front but had a split all the way up to the middle of my right thigh. It was a low backed dress too and had had a small train that beautifully slid along the floor behind me when I walked. I finished it off with a pair of red four-inch stilettos and a red clutch bag. I wore my hair up in loose curls with a clip at the back and had some of the loose curls coming down the front to frame my face. My makeup was smoky black eyes, with eyeliner and red lipstick to finish the look.

I was so nervous when my mum dropped me off at Tyler's birthday party that night. I stood at the front door for almost fifteen minutes before I had built up enough courage to walk in. I opened the door and made my way through the house and into the back garden where all the guests were. There were pretty lights, balloons, and flowers everywhere. Tyler’s parents had also got a massive marquee with a huge dance floor and DJ. It looked amazing and there were so many people there.

Tyler saw me and ran right up to me. He picked me up into a hug and spun me around. He set me back down and said something along the lines of,

“damn girl, you's looking fine!”

I forgot the exact words, but that was the gist. I laughed and punched him in the arm. I wished him a happy birthday and gave him his gift. It was some computer game he had wanted for ages. I had no idea which one, but he loved it. He hugged me again and left to go get us some drinks.

I felt self-conscious standing there all by myself, guys kept wolf whistling at me and making sexual comments and I wasn't the type to defend myself.

Urgh, guys can be such pervs, I thought to myself while I reached for the orange juice that my mom had left on the table.

Tyler had been ages and I was starting to panic while standing there all alone, I hated being alone. I'd decided to give him ten more minutes to get back or I was going home. Needless to say, he didn't come back, so I stormed off in search of him. I planned to give him a piece of my mind before I went home. The big jerk knew that I hated being on my own in big crowds.

I stormed over towards the house and heard noises coming from down the side of the pool house. As I got closer, I heard Tyler speak, I couldn't work out what he'd said, but I knew it was him. I was ready to march right over there and give him a piece of my mind. I picked up the pace and thundered around the corner of the pool house.

I closed my eyes and screwed up my face when I remembered what I had seen that night.

“Oh my God! Oh my God! Oh my GOD! What the hell?” I’d screamed out as I frantically tried to cover my eyes. I’d already seen more than enough. Tyler was half naked and had a girl pinned up against the wall. I spun around, so that I definitely couldn't see anything else.

I apologized profoundly. The girl giggled and I just apologized again and told him to have a good night. I let him know that I was going home, he didn't mind me leaving and said he'd catch up with me the next day. I hurried off and made my way back through the house, completely red-faced and flushed with embarrassment. I quickly opened the front door to leave, but as I went to walk through the door my heel got stuck on the back of my dress. I tripped, fell forwards, and smacked face first into Tristan Cole's rock-hard chest.

I bit my lip when I remembered what happened next.

“Whoa there!” Tristan said as he grabbed hold of my shoulders to stop me falling over. I was absolutely mortified. I didn't want him knowing who I was, so I kept my head down and mouth shut, hoping that he would just let me past him.

“Are you leaving already?” He’d asked in a husky voice.

But all I could muster up was a,

“Yup,” I replied with a slight nod of my head.

I couldn't bear to look up at him.

“That's a shame. Now I've arrived, the party is just getting started,” he said cockily.

He placed my chin between his thumb and finger, then slowly pulled my face up. I was so scared that he was going to laugh at me once he saw who I was. But, when I finally gazed up, he had his eyes closed and his lips were coming straight towards mine and I froze in pure panic.

He pressed his lips onto mine and kissed me, I stayed perfectly still for a few seconds not knowing what in the hell to do. But with each caress from his soft lips, my confidence began to grow. I finally put my arms around his neck and grabbed his hair pulling his head back a little, he growled with pleasure and that was my cue.

My heart skipped with excitement when I remembered my first kiss, and the very first time, I’d heard Tristan's sexy growl. It was so deep and primal. Even thinking about it now, had me squirming around on my chair. I quickly returned to my daydream.

I pulled him closer and slipped my tongue into his mouth. I kissed him harder and he followed my lead. We were both panting by that point and he had moved his hand down to my ass and gave it a little slap. I moaned, and he deepened the kiss in response.

“Freya!” Tyler yelled out.

Tristan promptly pulled his head away from me and I apprehensively opened my eyes. Tristan was wide-eyed with shock and gawping back at me. He stepped back, looked me up and down from head to toe, then said,

“Damn girl!”

He let out another sexy growl, bit his lip and then walked right past me and into the house.

I remembered how much I wanted him that night, and the butthead just walked off and left me hanging. I couldn't stop myself from blurting out loud,

“Asshole!”

Tristan Cole

I pulled the car up to Freya's house. Tyler immediately jumped out of the car, quickly followed by Cassie. I called out to them before they could walk off,

“Hey, guys? Can I speak to you for a second?” They both turned around and gave me a questioning look. They nodded in unison, then stood in front of me. I rested my back against my car door and stared down at the ground. I rubbed the back of my neck as my nerves took over.

I cleared my throat before addressing them.

“So, how would you guys feel about me telling Freya our secret tonight after your graduation?” I asked them cautiously.

I glanced up at them with a hopeful raised eyebrow, and Cassie answered immediately.

“I think we should've told her years ago, but you guys already know that. So, it's just up to you, Ty.”

Cassie and I both eyed Tyler in anticipation of his answer. He gazed off into the distance with his brows furrowed, clearly deep in thought. After what seemed like an eternity, I sighed and rolled my eyes in frustration.

“Dude? Come on already,” I snapped at him in my authoritative voice, startling him a little.

“Okay, okay!” He snapped back, like a petulant child.

“Why now? I thought you were waiting until after her eighteenth birthday. What's changed?” He asked me honestly.

He had a valid point, I was going to leave it until after her birthday, but I didn't think I could realistically wait that long.

“She's changing Ty, or I am. I'm not sure what's going on to be perfectly honest, but I nearly bit her today,” I replied as honestly as I could.

“What?” Cassie snapped at me.

“Oh Crap, what happened?” Tyler asked with concern.

“I don't really know exactly. I'm just finding it so hard to resist her lately. Her scent is so damn strong, I can barely control myself around her. I've had to hide out in the bathroom a few times, and when it’s been really bad, I’ve had to climb out of the window while she slept. It’s gotten that bad dude!”

I rubbed my forehead with my hand, and to my surprise, they both burst out laughing.

“Guys, this is serious!”

I rolled my eyes and folded my arms across my chest while I waited for them to sort themselves out.

“Sorry, T. Look I have always wanted to tell Freya, she's my best friend. When I found out that she had a crush on you, I knew instantly that she would be perfect for you. But I don't want you breaking her heart if you eventually find your... You know?” He said with a shrug. I stared at Tyler and nodded my head.

I knew he was right, and the last thing I ever wanted to do was hurt Freya, but unless I told her soon, I’d end up hurting her physically and then I’d lose her forever.

“I know Tyler, I try not to think about that, because in my heart, I know that she’s the only woman for me. She is my forever.”

“Then if that's the case, I will support you and be there for you both when you tell her.”

He smiled at me and I nodded back at him and said,

“Cool, thanks, Ty.”

I stood away from the car and headed towards the house. I ruffled Tyler's hair as I rushed past him and he shouted out at me,

“Hey! You dick, I gotta redo it now.”

I let out a laugh as I turned back and watched Cassie and Tyler trying their best to sort out his messed-up hair. I then turned back around and made my way into Freya's house. I walked through the hallway and heard Freya call someone an asshole. I knew it couldn't be anything to do with me. I was sure she didn't know anything about our secret, but it didn't stop my heart from racing, or the panic from filling my mind.