A Dance with a Dragon

Fate ahead of fate

Freya’s POV

Honestly, it really felt like I had finally gone to be with my unknown forefathers. It's the second time I've been unconscious in one day! And this time, something inside me really wished that things stayed that way. But a greater will to break free from this Inzaghi overcame that wish. The need to be reunited with my loved ones has now become my lifeline in this hellish dream.

I know that I must keep going, but it's also in my nature to make some stupid decisions. That jumping off the cliff was so impractical of me, but I really wanted to prove a point. Even if it meant dying? No, I really don't want to die, but you see, I've never really been free all my life from the thought that I can't be my own person. Being an omega had its role to play in this, but I guess the most important factor is the fact that I'm an orphan. So, I tend to be a bit irrational about the decisions I make, especially when it seems like I don't have any other choice. I hate the feeling of being trapped.

Truly, I expected to see a familiar face when I opened my eyes, but instead of that, I found myself in an elegantly furnished room. And honestly, if not for the scent, I wouldn't have guessed that such a place existed inside my pack. As my senses became clearer, it all began to dawn on me that even though I am in this Inzaghi, I still had to make sure that I played along until I am able to break out of it.

Now, I have to think of a good explanation to give everyone demanding why and what I was thinking when I jumped. I wonder what I'd say. I wonder if this would lead to another round of torture from those beasts that are not my true friends. Oh, how I'd give anything to be away from them all.

But still, it's a good thing that the selection ended and I was not among the chosen ones. I just need to find a maid to ask and hear about all that has happened. Who was that man running after me? And Cole, why did he leave me to myself when he was the one who put the stupid idea in my head about running away? His character just seems more and more shady every moment.

I know for a fact that he would not be there if I start receiving my punishment or even after, not with Diana tied around his neck. I'm now stuck on this absolutely warm and comfortable bed, unwilling to move until I have somehow checked out the options I'm left with. That's if I even have any options at all. Wait a minute, why in the world am I lying on a warm bed? Why do I suddenly feel cleaner and fresher than I usually am? And here on my wrist, what's that smell? Is that perfume? What's going on here?

"Something came up, Mother. I and the rest will come back tomorrow after we have gotten enough rest," a deep unrelenting voice sounded in the corner of the room. I became completely still, and I could not look. It was not a voice I recognized.

'Yes, a very unfortunate situation,' the voice said again before the room was then enveloped in silence.

“Sit up if you are awake. You have a lot of explaining to do, and the earlier we get to it, the better.”

Who? Was he talking to me? There was no way it was me. I stayed rooted to the bed like a lifeless deer, making sure my breathing was as silent as possible.

"Did you lose your hearing ability along with your senses, Omega?"

Oh my! He was talking to me.

I turned in the bed slowly like a scared cat, I looked up and found him brooding, it was the same man that had chased me on his dragon earlier. The arrogant look on his face then was now replaced by a look I couldn't quite understand. Then I sat up like he had commanded.

"Who are you?" I asked without thinking. "And why were you following me?"

"Ah, ah," he gave a wicked laugh. "I think that's the least of your problems, Omega. I just saved your life. You are coming with me." He looked very much at ease and relaxed, but his voice sounded so chill like ice.

"With you? Where? Who the hell are you? And why are you talking to me like that?"

I knew that shouldn't even be a question. That shouldn't even be my reasoning at all. Of course, if he was riding a dragon earlier then he must be among the weredragons, but I was confused by his words and his demeanor. I don't believe he should have chased me like I was a thief of some kind, and if I really wanted to end my life on that cliff it was entirely my business. But then I'm also thankful that he saved my life.

“Hmm, you are stubborn. I've always loathed stubbornness, especially when it's found among your kind,” he commented, moving closer to me.

My kind? What does he mean by that? Does he have an issue with werewolves? So why then did he leave his perfect home and come to choose a maiden among my kind?

"Okay. Well, that works for me. As you already know, I'm very, very stubborn, and this is just a little of what I am capable of doing. I am also very, very rebellious, I don't take corrections and... And…" I ran out of words to say.

But all of a sudden, as I looked at him intensely searching for another negative adjective to qualify my character with, he smiled and my whole body vibrated. There was a chill that just went up my spine from my back all the way to my neck, and then it shot through my brain.

How can he look so detestable in one moment and transform in another? He looked beautiful. The smile spread all the way from his mouth and drank deeply into his eyes.

The way he leaned on the bed frame was so casual and manly, with his arms crossed easily over his chest, it almost seemed like we were both having a friendly conversation. He opened his mouth to say something then closed it again. My eyes went from his eyes to his mouth anticipating the words, but then they stayed glued to his soft lips... They had a very fine shape. I longed to touch it...

He caught me staring and snapped his fingers at me.

And just like that, I came to my senses and the conversation at hand. I honestly didn't like that I could feel these intense feelings even inside the Inzaghi. Was this feeling exaggerated in some way? Was it even real?

I moved farther up on the bed away from his eyes. "Yes, that's it." Maybe those few words will convince him to leave me alone.

"Good, I guess it's then only right that I should be the one to tame you," he said, putting his hand on his beard and stroking it as if thinking of ways to do that to me.

"Tame me? Oh no you don't! You fat fr…" My words cut short in mid-sentence. Am I forgetting how bowing my head has saved me countless times? Am I forgetting how I'm not truly free as an omega and also an orphan? He most definitely has the upper hand here, and from the way he speaks alone, I can tell that he is someone of some importance. He can definitely pull some strings to ensure that he has his way.

"Look, we can strike a deal," I started.

"What deal could I possibly strike with you? What could you possibly offer me that would ever entice me enough? I hear you don't have any land to your name, not even a family."

Oh good! That's all he heard. I can work with that.

"I know people like you. Obnoxious and very spoiled. You have lands and money to your name or even a family member promising you some of those things when they die, but I hope you know that none of those things make a man, my friend. It has to be your heart first, then the possessions you have. Now please run back to your friends and leave me the heck alone. I am sure your prince will be waiting somewhere for you.”

He smiled again, and that bothered me. It's painful that he feels so confident just like he was on that cliff.

"Tell me, let me hear this deal of yours," he said, giving me a little bit of hope. I must have hit the nail on its head.

“Okay, so…” I stood up from the bed and walked towards him. If he held a lower position than I imagined then it would be easy to intimidate him. I just need to say a few right words, and we will be done here.

“I will tell you all you need to know about this pack and its people. Maybe even something to hold against them. I am sure you all are tired of this stupid ritual and want out, and then you can help me escape. I will go with you, and just when we are far away from here. You can let me go,” I finished. His facial expression was unreadable, but I knew I was getting to him.

“I still can't see how any of what you're offering benefits me.”

Stupid man. He was making this very difficult.

“I will tell you secrets! I have learned a thing or two about a lot of things in this pack. I've gone through a lot of information about this pack; I even know the names of a great many people in the pack. You see, many times I've been assigned to clean the Alpha's study along with the study rooms of many top officials. And if there's one skill I know I have, it's the fact that I have a photographic memory,” I said as I moved up and down in the room, avoiding his beautiful eyes.

“In my time in these places, I've had the chance to stumble upon some very sensitive materials, which I made sure that I went through and then transferred into a book of mine. I've always kept it hidden for a day when I'd need it. I believe that day has presented itself today. You can use those secrets to get rid of this tradition and then you let me go, finally”

“Hmm, and have you ever come across the name "Dominia of the Andes family" in all your mischievous prying, and criminal acts?” he asked.

Finally, I was getting his attention. “I'm not so sure, but I don't know why that family name sounds strangely familiar. Who is this person to you, if I may ask?”

“No, you may not. If you don't have the information I just asked about, I don't believe you have anything I'd be needing. In other words, your little book has become powerless to set you free after all.”

Never! I'd never let go of my hold of him! Not now when I'm so close to trapping him into helping me. At that moment, I took a deep breath, walked over to the side of the bed, and sat. I closed my eyes like I had done countless times in the past when I wanted to enter into the magical world of my mind.

And in a moment or two, I arrived there. In the palace of my mind. It was here that I kept all my cherished secrets, so no one could ever reach them. I had built this palace for years, continuously upgrading and re-furnishing it to suit my ever-changing fashion style. I had a philosophy that even if I couldn't be free in the real world, I could be free in my mind, where no one was in charge except myself.

To be honest, I didn't think it would work because of the Inzaghi, but strangely it did. This whole dream becomes weird and weirder every moment. But right now there was work to be done. I had to find the file where I had come across that family name. It was important for my survival.

I went into the adjoining room of my palace, the one facing the beautifully furnished kitchen. It was the place I kept all my files, like a personalized study made especially for me and to suit my tastes as a woman. The walls were all a light shade of sky blue. I always loved the color of the morning sky. It always had a way of soothing my nerves.

I cited the room opposite the kitchen because I had found that when I engaged in reading for some time, I began to feel very hungry most of the time. So for ease, I moved the kitchen from close to the living room to the side of the palace, and I must say it was one of the best moves I had come to make in renovating this place. It now has my touch in every detail.

Here it is! I finally found the file I had been looking for. I set it on my study table, which was made from fine African mahogany, and then stepped into the kitchen for a drink. I felt completely thirsty from this whole ordeal, and if no one even bothered to offer me water all this time, I better offer myself.

I went back into the room and went quickly through the file, and then on the last page, I read the name "Mr. and Mrs. Andes Gilomia and the wedding of their beloved daughter Dominia Andes on behalf of the pack and for the greatest good of the clan. Refer to the Deva family file for full details."

It was dated 1967, just four years ago. Well, I guess this is good then. I'll give him this information, and then once I have his word and his promise fulfilled, I will give him the rest.

Then in an instant, I opened my eyes and I was back to the room where we were. I glanced at the huge clock close to the door, and I could see that I had been gone only for a few minutes. That's good. He was now seated in the armed chair a few meters away from the bed, and he was watching me.

It was my turn to smile at him now, to which he looked at me more intently. There was an intelligence in his eyes as if he was able to guess what had just taken place.

“I'm happy to tell you, my friend, I have the information you seek and I'm willing to disclose it only once I have gotten your word and your promise fulfilled,” I said finally with an air of confidence.

“I do have a little information to give you just so you know that I'm not bluffing. The information you require is related to the daughter of a certain Mr. and Mrs. Andes Gilomia, known as Domina Andes, who got married in the year 1967.'

He smiled again, but maybe this was his good smile. '” Tell me more,” he said, biting into my trap.

“Not until you give me your word.”

“I give you my word,” he said immediately, so I knew I had him trapped. I felt elated; this is what it feels like to have power over someone.

“Good, but after you have settled your part of the deal,” I said, trying my luck once more.

He laughed out loud; his laugh was rich and so powerful, but all in all, I had never heard anything so sexy and dangerous.

“Little one, you are tempting fate so recklessly.”

“Oh, my goodness,” a squeak sounded from behind us as the room door opened. Diana and her family strolled in. The Alpha plastered a smile I have never seen before across his face.

Without being told, I bowed my head, and I expected the rude man to do the same, but instead, they bowed to him.

“My prince, we are really sorry for the inconvenience. Rooms are being prepared for you and your companions as we speak.”

My prince? The rude man is the dragon prince?

And just like that, this evil prince, after making me promise to tell him my pack's secrets a few moments ago, now looked me in the face and smirked.

It was then that the realization struck me! If this evil prince goes on to tell the alpha any of the sensitive information I shared with him or relate to him how I had come to get them, the way I was treated in the past will be the least of my troubles. I'm in deep sh!t!