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Chapter eleven: I hurt to see her this way.
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2025-04-24 12:42:25Finnick's pov
I never thought things would end up like this.
Chained to a wall in Kade’s dungeon, weak from wolfsbane, and bleeding from so many cuts I lost count. I could barely lift my head. But I wasn’t dead—not yet. Kade didn’t want me dead. He wanted me to watch.
The door banged open.
I heard her resounding footsteps loud and steady. Then she appeared.
Freya. My mate.
She stood bold in the doorway, gleaming in the torchlight. Her hair was wild, her Amber eerie eyes-fierce. She didn’t look like the girl I once rejected and called waif. She looked powerful. Like a queen.
“Freya,” I whispered.
Kade came in behind her, smiling like he enjoyed this. “Touching, isn’t it?” he said. “She came for you. Even after everything.”
Freya ignored him. Her eyes stayed on me. I saw pains, anger, and confusion settling in them but love too. Watching her go through these because of me, I hurts. Not after the shame I put her into__publicly.
“Let him go,” she said calmly, her voice commanding.
Kade laughed. “Let him go? After what he did to you? After I took you in, trained you, gave you power?”
Freya lifted her chin. “You used me. You never gave me powers kade. They have been here__hidden in me”
Kade stopped smiling.
I tried to move a little, to break free, but I was too weak. The poison was wildly spreading in my veins.
Kade stepped closer. “You were nothing without me. He left you to die but I took you in.”
Freya looked at him, just a little. “Yes. And I survived.”
Silver light sparked at her fingertips. The air seemed to shift. Even the shadows pushed away.
“no dear,You’re not strong enough to strike me, you cannot fight me Freya" Kade said, but his voice wavered.
“Maybe not,” she said quietly. “But you've got to know something , that I’m strong enough to fight__ for him.”
She raised her arm and the wind obeyed. Shocked. I laid on the floor ,staring.
They flew across the room, grabbing Kade, forcely slammed him into the wall. He yelled, surprised. But Freya didn’t stop. The silver light around her got brighter and stronger. The air buzzed like a storm was coming.
The chains on my wrists rattled—then broke.
I dropped to the ground, gasping. Freya ran to me and knelt beside me.
“You idiot,” she remarked, tears clouding her eyes. “Why didn’t you stay away?”
“Because you’re mine freya,” I said. “And I was wrong to let you go.”
She touched my face. Her hand was warm, but she was shaking.
“You can’t keep using these power__your power,” I said. “It’s killing you.”
“I don’t care,” she said. Her voice a whisper “I won’t lose you again. I'm not going to anymore”
Behind her, Kade roared. He broke free from the shadows, eyes glowing red. He shifted halfway into his wolf form—claws and fangs out.
“Move!” I shouted.
But Freya stood up, shielding me.
“I’m not afraid of you,” she said to Kade.
He charged at her.
She didn’t run. She rose.
Light exploded from her body. It was too bright,hurting my glance. I had to shield my eyes. I heard Kade scream painfully and then silence.
I raised my head up, he was on the ground already, gasping for air. Freya was still standing but just barely.
Blood dripped from her nose. Her hands shook. She took one step toward me and collapsed.
“Freya!”
I caught her before she hit the floor. She was burning up, like fire was trapped inside her. My hand found its way to her soft and tender face. My gaze on locking to hers.
“You have to stop Freya,” I pleaded. “You’re hurting yourself. Look, you're bleeding, I hurt a lot seeing you this way.” I admitted.
She gave a weak smile. “ but I saved you… didn’t I?”
Tears filled my eyes. “You shouldn’t have had to. I should’ve chosen you from the start.” guilt, regret, pains stuck in my chest and words.
She leaned against me, whispering, “Then choose me now.”
“I do. I always will.” I pulled her head close to my chest.
Outside, the battle raged on—Kade’s army still fighting, mine falling apart without me. We didn’t have much time.
I held her close. Her heartbeat was fading.
And then—it stopped. I dropped my head on her chest, to feel her heart beat.
“No, no, no—Freya!” I cried deeply.
Her eyes rolled back. And just as I screamed her name.
The wall behind us exploded. Light flooded the room.
And standing there in the rubble, lit by moonlight, was someone I never thought I’d see again.
Luna Margot.
“Get away from her,” my mother said, her silver eyes glowing.
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