Running From Alpha Mate(Freya Series Book 2)

Ring, ring, ring.

“Damn it!” I said quietly as I quickly sat up and fumbled in my pocket for the phone that the tracker had given me earlier. I pulled it out and looked at it.

Tyler calling, it flashed up as it kept ringing.

I took in a deep breath, and then answered the phone.

“Freya? Freya you there? Damn it, Freya answer me, please!” Tyler shouted in a frantic voice.

“Tyler, I'm here,” I replied quietly so nobody could hear me.

“I can barely hear you, Freya. Where the hell are you?”

I quickly ran into the bathroom that was joined onto my bedroom, closing the door behind me. I thanked the lord when I spotted a lock on it. I locked it and sat down on the floor with my back up against the door.

“Is that any better?” I asked while speaking slightly louder.

“Yeah. Why haven't you been answering your phone? We've been trying to get a hold of you all day!” He snapped in a demanding tone.

“Didn't your tracker tell you?” I asked making sure I sounded annoyed. I still couldn't believe that they had sent someone to stalk me.

“Yeah. He said you were on the way to your grandparent’s house, but that you were all over some guy on the bus! What the hell is that all about? My dad told me to piss off, after the tracker told him to take the phone off of loudspeaker,” he replied sounding completely confused and a little angry.

Crap, what do I say to that? I thought to myself in a panic. I quickly tried to think of something to say, anything at all, that could explain what the tracker had seen between Mason and me.

“Freya, you there?” I heard Tyler ask on the phone.

Damn it! Um, quickly, think Freya, I panicked and then just shouted into the phone,

“What do you want from me Tyler!?” I shocked myself, as well as him, by the sounds of it.

“Oh. Um, I wanted to check that you were okay, that's all. We all understand why you ran away, my mom told us what she did, and said to you. She feels horrible Freya; we all want you to come home. I also thought you'd want to know that Tristan had to have surgery,” he said in a calm and concerned voice.

With everything that had happened, I had forgotten about my face hitting the car dashboard. I quickly stood up to look into the mirror. It was a shock to see that my split lip and broken nose were completely healed. I had to admit that was one good side effect that came along with being a freak.

“Is he okay? I bet he's freaking out that I'm not there... I...” I said panicking and feeling completely guilty.

“No, not really Frey,” he bluntly replied.

Wait? What? He didn't care that I wasn't there? That doesn't make any sense. Tyler spoke again saving me from my thoughts,

“He's in a coma Freya,” he said it barely loud enough for me to hear, as sadness coated his voice. I gasped and held my hand over my mouth. “Freya? Please say something,” he asked sounding like he was about to burst into tears. I stayed quiet not knowing what to say. “He has swelling on his brain, but they just scanned him again, and it's going down slowly. So, they are going to try and wake him up in a few days,” he said, his voice full of hope.

“I'll be back home in two days, I will make sure I'm there when he wakes up,” I managed to choke out before the tears began to stream down my face.

“Why can't you come back, now? Is it because of that guy on the bus?” Tyler shouted angrily.

“No, of course not, I love Tristan more than anything, you know that...” I paused.

“Then what the fuck is stopping you coming back right now? I will drive out there and get you myself,” he growled at me.

“Tyler, my dad found me. I'm at his house now,” I replied between sniffles.

“Oh, Freya. Shit, I am so sorry. Are you okay?” He asked.

He had now calmed down and sounded actually concerned about me. I totally got it, he had every right to be pissed off and angry at me, and I was surprised that he changed his mood so quickly over the phone. For a moment it was like I had my best friend back to talk to. Not the werewolf Tyler, or Cassie's mate, or Tristan's brother, just the old Tyler that I knew and loved from before all of this crap happened.

“To be honest Ty, I'm really overwhelmed at the moment. I'm so sorry for running away, I just couldn't cope with the thought of losing Tristan, and I felt so guilty for Jessie and... Well, everything really. None of this would have happened if I wasn't around,” I said in between sniffles.

“Oh, Freya...” He said softly.

“I thought if I ran away, the vampires would leave your pack alone and come searching for me instead. I don't know, my heads all fucked up, and everything's a complete mess Ty,” I rambled to him, then burst into tears. I could barely hear him over my sobs,

“It's okay, Freya. It's not your fault, no-one blames you for any of it. Tristan loves you, we all do, and every single one of us will protect you no matter what. Do you hear me?” He said trying to reassure me.

“But, Landon said it was all my fault that Jessie died,” I cried down the phone.

“Oh, Freya, he didn't mean it. He has spent the rest of the day blaming me, Cassie, my dad, his dad, and now he's blaming himself. He is all over the place and he's just lashing out. Don't take any notice of him, it's not your fault, I promise. Now get the stuff sorted with your dad, then come back home where you belong, okay,” Tyler said lovingly.

It made me feel a lot better, and my head was a little less mangled than it had been. I knew now what I had to do. I had to get answers from my dad today, go to visit my mom and my grandparents tomorrow, then head home and be by my man's side when he woke up.

“Thanks, Ty, I'll see you in a few days. I love you and Cassie so much, tell your parents I'm so sorry for running away, and I'll be home soon,” I said as I got up, and then wiped my tears away with some tissue.

“Okay, Freya. See you soon, and I love you too, bye,” Tyler said and then hung up the phone.

Knock, knock, knock.

“Hey, Fi?... Are you okay?... I heard you crying,” Mason quietly whispered through the door. I unlocked the bathroom door, and then opened it.

“Oh!” I gasped as I saw Amelia standing in the doorway behind him.

She was just standing there with her mouth open in shock. Mason spun his head around immediately to follow my gaze. When he saw her, he rushed over to her and yanked her into the bedroom by her arm, and then slammed the door shut. I was stunned at how fast he moved; it was just as fast as the vampire back at the Jasper pack. What the hell are we? Oh crap, we're not vampires, are we? I thought to myself.

“Ow! Get off me you jerk, I'll scream!” She snapped at Mason as she tried to pull her arm away from his grip.

“Okay, okay, just don't scream, please,” he begged her as he let go of her arm, then backed away holding his hands in the air.

“That's what I thought. Now, did I just hear you call my sister your Fianna?” She asked as she moved over to the chest of draws and pulled herself up to sit on top of it.

She crossed her feet and then swung her legs back and forth while her hands held the edge to keep her steady.

“You can't tell your father. Amelia, please,” he begged her.

She giggled at his distress and looked over to me with a raised eyebrow, I shook my head to say no. I was in full agreement with Mason, I had enough to deal with right now.

“Urgh, fine I won't tell him. I wasn't going to anyway, I just wanted to watch you squirm a bit,” she giggled at Mason as he sighed with relief. “I think it's cute anyway, but if it had been Evan, then I would have ripped your face off!” She said as she jumped off of the chest of draws and gave me a very angry scowl, while illuminating her eyes.

She looked murderous, and it made me back up a little with fear. Then as quickly as she'd gotten angry, she calmed down, then laughed and giggled as she skipped happily out of the room. I sighed and let out a nervous laugh.

“Wow, she's um...” I started.

“Mental!” Mason finished with a chuckle.

“Yeah,” I laughed back.

Then with his inhuman speed, he rushed at me taking me by my hand and pulled me into the bathroom. I gasped as he slammed me up against the door closing it with my back. He started placing greedy kisses down my neck. I didn't want to, but my body betrayed me, and I let out a loud moan. He chuckled at me, and then put his hand over my mouth to keep me quiet.

“Shhh, my beautiful, Fianna, we don't want to get caught, do we?” He said quietly and I shook my head in reply.

He quickly unbuttoned my jeans and shoved his hand down in between my legs. As soon as his electric fingers touched my aching bud, I arched my back against the bathroom door and moaned into his hand. He let out a sexy laugh, definitely loving the power he had over me right now.

Bang, bang, bang...

“Freya!? I heard you scream, are you okay? Open this damn door, right now!” Damien boomed.

He tried really hard to push the bathroom door open, while me and Mason were pressed up against it, in a very compromised position.