Freya's Nightmare

Freya soulessly stared at her parents' faces. She had thrown the decision making to her parents because she knew that they will never agree to anything.

'She was wrong. So wrong. She forgot the Emperor.'

She forgot that there was one person above her parents when it comes to power and authority. The Damned Emperor.

Freya covered her face with both hands. How could she forgot about the troublesome alpha who stirred trouble in the Mating hall? How?!

And another question to ask is, how did those noblemen make the Emperor move? What's the price they paid to make Him move?

Freya can only think that something precious was sacrificed to obtain her parents permission and consent.

And she was not wrong at all.

"Freya, we're sorry. We did everything we could but the Emperor..." Frey looked at her daughter with saddened eyes.

"That bastard threatened us." Christ gritted his teeth hard, enough to resound on the silent room.

Freya sighed in defeat. Fine, she's accepting reality as is. She should have known. 10 alpha men, authoritative on their own fields, and the Emperor, the ruler of the Empire. Who could last their onslaught?

"You do not need to apologize, mother and father. I understand." Freya opened her eyes and put her hands down.

"If we think about it, it's just living with them. Let's think of it as me being roommates with them." Freya tried to look at the positive side of the world.

'Yes. Let's think of the good side of things. I can see their beautiful faces everyday. I can hear their pretty voices, too. See their fit and healthy bodie-'

"No! It's not just living with them or being their simple roommate, my daughter! It's a hunting chase! They're going to prey on you!" Christ slammed his palm on the wooden desk, startling Freya out of her fantasies.

Like her husband, Frey can only see the negatives on the idea of her dearest daughter living with the dominant alphas.

If their daughter was matched to just one alpha, maybe the two of them wouldn't have to be so worried and cautious. But unfortunately, their daughter was unlucky enough to matched with ten dominant alphas. Men who are in high positions and with stubborn dispositions.

"But what can we do?" Freya helplessly asked and was met with silence. She was pretty sure her parents were feeling resigned as she is.

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"I'm seriously living with these two? For real?" Richard disdainfully pointed at the two alphas sitting on the living room. The objects of his disdain, as usual, were Collins and Rin.

The two men being pointed at was nonchalant, ignoring the fussy alpha talking to the sweating researcher.

"Yes. The Emperor and the senior researchers decreed as such." The young researcher sent to maintain the situation regretted owning favors to her seniors.

'Now I'm left here alone to deal with them.' 10 dominant alphas, ten different but dominant pheromones roaming around.

How painful it was for the Female alpha researcher to be surrounded by these alpha men with no consideration.

"Look at this fussy sissy that keeps complaining. How about you back out of this place? Your presence is annoying." Rin clicked his tongue in distaste, his hand reaching out for the Madeleines on the cookie platter on the table.

"The same can be said to you, you bastard." Richard muttered as he sat down on the chair with the greatest distance to Rin. He decided to ignore the crazy mercenary and browse the business forum of the E-net.

"That's not for you." Henry slapped the covetous hand reaching out for the cookie platter and pulled it away.

"Tsk. Selfish." Rin once again clicked his tongue at someone, but this time, it was at the silver-haired man protecting the biscuit.

"When is my mate going to arrive?" Cleine boredly asked, his green eyes looking over at the door as his feet repeatedly tapped on the carpeted floor.

"It was said that the lady's parents are bringing her over at exactly 10:00 am." The researcher answered, sighing internally that the time was nearing and she would be done here soon.

"So there's still 10 minutes left." Xenon glanced at his netwatch and moved the rook chess piece in his hand. Collins, his opponent, stared at the chess board for a few seconds before moving his horse.

Morose, the spectator along with Drake to the chess battle, calmly ate the provided snacks on the table.

Troy was sitting away from the bunch of alphas, tapping on the netwatch's hologram and assisting the Emperor in piling and checking his papers as usual.

And finally, Alin, quiet as ever, was painting away with his favorite brush on the corner. In front of him was a platter of desserts he decided to paint in a whim.

If some passerby were to look at this scene, they would say that it was lively and peaceful, but only the alpha researcher present know that despite the harmonious interaction of the alphas, their pheromones were trying to overtake one another.

It was a fight to see who's pheromones are dominat, on who will lead the pack in welcoming their precious mate.

But with so many outstanding alphas present, it was hard for a winner to emerge.

While waiting for someone's arrival, the researcher's prayers was finally answered when the sound of a car sounded outside.

The alphas, either serious or goofing around, straightened their backs.

A pheromone, so dense and full of threat enveloped the whole place. The noble alphas knew who these pheromone belonged to. It was their future father-in-law.

And just like his pheromones, Christ made his existence known by loudly slamming the door open. Anger as well as threat evident on his face while his daughter, the omega the alphas inside all yearned for, enter just behind him.

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Freya entered the small but luxurious manor in tow behind her father. A stiff smile decorating her lips as once again, ten pairs of eyes intently stared at her being.

She took a deep breath. Yeah, the nightmare starts now. There was no turning back once this started.