Freya's pov
A scary figure jumped into the moonlight, its gigantic shape looming over us like a hurricane. My breath stuck in my throat as I took a glare of it. The enormous creature was too huge, its terrifying dark fur, black as night, its eyes blinking an uncanny eerie amber. I froze, powerless to sprint my gaze from the huge beast.
"Is that...?" I mumbled, my voice low over the resounding of my heart.
Finnick’s expressions had void of color. He matched back, his hand instinctively stretching for the dagger at his side. "That's him. Kade’s leading in reinforcements."
The words struck me like a thwack to the gut. My mind bolted, trying to bring together the nightmare unveiling before me. Kade. Yes of course. This was his doing. He’d been waiting for this day—the day when Finnick and I were at our most unguarded. When we were at each other's throats, when our trust was wore out.
I smelt the blood splash to my face, fury exploding in my chest. "You...You brought this upon us," I spat, my voice shaking with rage. "You..you wanted to prove something. And now, look what’s happened."
Finnick met my gaze, guilt masked all over his face. "I never meant for it to come to this." His words were almost pleading, but they dropped flat, worthless in the air between us.
I didn’t know whether to trust him anymore. I didn’t know how or what to do anymore. My hands clenched into paw, nails ploughing into my palms.
The ugly beast growled again, this time__louder,a deep sound that quivered between the ground, profound and primeval. Its golden eyes interlocked onto us, the hunger in them undeniable.
And in that moment, everything clicked. "Kade was the real threat." Not the creature. Not Finnick. Not the lies. Kade. He was the architect. He had planned out everything—the betrayal, the alterations, the traps we’d slipped into. He was the one drawing all the strings.
Finnick was just a pawn.
My heart thumbed in my chest as I met Finnick’s eyes, feeling the pressure of the situation settle on my tiny shoulders. This was too large for the both of us. Larger than the pull that had erected between us for so long.
The creature let loose another heavy bone-rattling growl, its gigantic figure shifting, stepping closer. It was playing with us. I could sense its presence forcing in, like a dark cloud frightening to swallow us whole.
“We need to do something,” I said, my voice steady now, no longer shaky with fury but a keen, despairing determination.
Finnick’s eyes flared to the massive creature and then back to me. “do you realize something here?” he said, his voice hoarse. “It’s not just a monster, It's a protector.”
“A protector?” I repeated, incredulous. “A protector of what?”
“The city," Finnick said, his gaze never leaving the creature. “The city Kade plans to burn to the ground.”
I sensed a cold quiver run down my spine. “set it ablaze ? But why?”
“Because Kade believes it’s the only way to rebuild it. To reset everything. To shatter the old world and build a new one from the ashes. He knows... he believes it’s the only way to make things right this time.”
“The only way?” My laugh was hollow, bitter. “By destroying everything?”
Finnick nodded grimly. “Kade has always thought of himself as the savior. But he's blinded by his obsession. And now he's willing to unloose the best of it."
It was hard for me to believe it. Kade had always been heartless, but this—this was above anything I’d ever thought of. Destroying everything in his way to create something new. He was a beast, and I’d been a halfwit to ever think I could control him.
The creature growled again, this time, louder, and I stepped back to reality. The beast was closer now, its huge shape only a few feet away. Its black fur was polished and extensive, its eyes glittering with a hunger that made my stomach rumble.
“freya, You have to trust me,” Finnick said, his voice urgent now. “We don’t have all the time.”
“Trust you?” I fired back, my heart pounding in my chest. “finnick, How can I trust you,? you’ve used me. You've lied to me ,you —"
“I never planned any of this!” he interrupted, his glare wild. “But now we have no choices. We need to work together if we’re going to stop Kade. The creature—it’s only the part of what he’s planning. If we don’t do something now, everything we know will be dead.”
I didn’t have time left to harvest his words. The creature pounced, and without thinking, I thrust Finnick out of the way, rolling to the corners as the beast's claws pierced through the air where we’d just been standing. My heart stopped for a beat, my body froze.
It was quick. Too quick.
I fell to my feet, adrenaline pushing through my veins. Finnick was already back on his balance, his dagger blinking in the moonlight as he directly pointed at the creature. The beast whisked him aside effortlessly, landing him into the dirt.
“No!” I shouted, panic rising in my chest.
Finnick groaned, but he was alive. Barely.
The creature turned its amber gaze on me, its snarl deafening. It was toying with us. But I was not about to let it win.
Freya's povPower surged through my body a foreign energy building in my chest. It was as if the earth called me urging me to fight, to stand my ground."Kade won't win," I said aloud. My voice trembled with the strength of my conviction. "I won't allow it."The creature took one more step closer, its massive paw lifted from the ground ready to fall.And in that moment, everything changed. The atmosphere seemed to crackle, ground under me seemed to hum with energy, and I could feel the power in me as never before.But I did not know what would be next.I did not know if I had the strength to stop Kade, or if I had lost everything.The scary figure stepped into the moonlight, its gigantic shape lurking over us like a hurricane. My breath stuck in my throat as I took a glance of it. The enormous creature was tremendous, its terrifying fur, black as night, its eyes shining an uncanny eerie amber. I froze, powerless to sprint my gaze from the huge beast. "Is that...?" I mumbled, my voice
Freya's pov I didn’t hear him coming. I felt him.The air warped. It turned bold, heavy like every breath I took had to twark its way through a storm. My heart picked up a race, thundering against my ribs as the scent of steel and smoke curled into my lungs. I knew that smell. Even after all these years. Even after I'd buried the memory of it, deep like a corpse beneath my skin.Kade.I spin around, already reaching for the surge of power accelerating in my veins, but it thrashed wildly, like it was waking up from a long deep sleep. No—like it was trying to protect me from him.He stood just before the clearing, the moonlight gleaming across his face. That smile… gods, that damned smile hadn’t changed.“Hello, Freya.” His voice was low, smooth, and terrifyingly calm. “You’ve grown into it nicely.”“What the are you doing here?” I smacked, fighting to grip my balance as my power tightened inside me. “How did you find me?”“hmmm,You make it sound like I was haunting you,” he said, stepp
The first thing I observed was noticing my breath, fast and shallow, as the cold was cutting me like a knife. The moon was seen high in the sky gleaming silver dim light through the trees that created a spinning ghost shadow. My Heart was racing, pulse was pumping and blood vessels surging through my veins.Kade's voice was a new wind in my mind, unyielding: "Come on, Freya. Take your claim to your birthright, or die as a pawn in Finnick's war."Kade's invitation pressed on me like a bee Sting. I wanted to shove it off, I wanted to destroy everything Finnick had spent his life building, I wanted him to suffer for the agony he inflicted on my family. But there was also obligation, and a heavier feeling pulled me. My pack, my people needed me."Make the right choice, Freya. For once in your life, make a good choice."Kade's voice was not just a temptation, but a promise of power, and of control. Power that had been out of my reach for far too long. But was I ready to pay the price? How
Finnick povI used to think I knew what loyalty meant. That my pack would always stand by me. That love could protect the people I cared about. But everything changed the night Freya disappeared.She didn’t just leave. She was taken.Kade, Alpha of the Hollowfangs stole her. He tricked her with promises. Promises to help her control her powers: shadows and the strange energy of the moon. I don’t know if she followed him on her own or if he pulled her in somehow. But she left. And when she did, it felt like the moon itself had gone dark.For weeks, I searched everywhere. Through forests, rivers, caves, any place where she might be. I followed the trail of her magic, asked rogues for clues, begged the stars for help. I didn’t stop. I couldn’t.Then, one night, I found something. A raven landed near me. It was dying and in its beak was a message.'She’s stronger now. You’re too late.' Kade.I tore the note apart. I didn’t believe him. I won’t ever believe that it’s too late to save her.
The scent of burning pine slapped me in the face before the first howl pierced the sky.I was too late.By the time I reached the edge of White claw territory, the damage was already spreading like wildfire, literally. Flames ate the tree lines, crackling like laughter in the air. Screams echoed in the night air, a mixture of chaos and terror. And through it all, I could feel her. Freya.Kade had used her power. I didn’t know how he convinced her, or how far she’d gone, but I could feel her energy tearing at the seams of our defenses like a dagger through old cloth.This wasn’t just an ambush.It was a full massacre.I walked down the incline, dodging the sharp debris, my claws thrust forth and breath heavy in my chest. The trees around me were burnt black, and ash floated like snow. Every thing nerve in my body screamed for me to turn back. But I couldn’t. Not when my pack was under attack. Not when she was still out there.A low growl rumbled to my right. I spun just in time to parr
Finnick'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 la
Finnick's POVI never expected to see my mother gain.But there she stood, Luna Margot in the middle of the broken wall, lit by moonlight, silver eyes glowing like fire. Her long cloak blew in the heavy wind, and her face was dark and hard as stone.She looked at Freya, lying still in my arms. “Step away from her,” she said coldly.I held Freya tighter. “She saved me.”“You don’t deserve her,no you don't” my mother replied, her voice sharp. “You left her once. And now she’s dying for you.”My throat tightened. Freya’s skin was cold. Her chest barely moved. But she wasn’t gone—not yet.“You didn’t come all this way to scold me,” I said. “Help her. Please.”Luna Margot came closer and knelt beside Freya. She held her hand above Freya’s chest.“She’s stuck,” she whispered. “Her soul hasn’t left, but it’s lost. She gave too much power, too fast. It’s burning her from the inside.”“There has to be something—”“There is,” my mother cut in. “But it’s a choice. A price.”I nodded quickly. “An
Freya’s POVThe moment Kade vanished and my body stopped shaking, I felt it__A pull.Like something inside me had woken up and it wasn’t done with me yet.The wind outside howled louder. I looked up to see the moon glowing bright red. Blood moon. A warning, Or a beginning.I staggered, and Finnick reached to catch me, but before he could__Everything disappeared.The dungeon, the walls, the wolves. All gone.I stood in a wide field, dark and quiet, under a sky full of stars. The air smelled like ash and frost. My heart thudded. I was alone.Then I heard a voice, soft and strong.“Freya Rynn, of the Nightfang line. Your bloodline calls you. Rise or fall, you must choose.”I turned around. No one was there.And then the field changed. The stars blinked out. A mirror appeared in front of me, tall as a tree. But it didn’t show me now.It showed her.A little girl.Me.She sat in the dirt, wearing a ripped dress, skinny legs bruised, hair tangled. Her eyes were hollow. She didn’t look up.I
The battlefield around me hot, a blur of growls, gnashing of teeth, and the violent clash of knives. But none of it mattered to me. My eyes were fixed on her—on Freya, my own. She stood near the corners of the forest, the power lurking around her like an unquenchable storm, a force I could never fully touch. Every part of me yelled at me to reach out, to bring her back from whatever route she was walking, but it was as though she'd already gone, gone too far beyond my reach.I tried to approach her, but my legs felt like they were leaving me behind. The power around us both was cheering. She was standing alone, a lone sheep surrounded by the flickering of shadows and light, yet I couldn’t slide through. The wall she’d built between us was not pentrateble, and the more I tried to smash it down, the more my chest pierced.I couldn’t let go off her , can't lose her. Not now. Not after these whole thing.But the truth sank into my chest like an ice: she was already slipping off my hands.
Finnick's POV Everything was wrong. My thoughts crackling with energy I couldn’t control. My heart pounded in my chest, a reminder that the woman I loved, the woman I'd failed was slipping away from my fingers. Freya stood in the middle of the chaos, her power sprouting in the air like a young plant , so strong,wild and energetic, that it felt as though the very earth itself was rotating under our feet.But she was no more the Freya I knew.Not anymore.I tried to bring myself forward, every instinct yelling at me to reach her, to stop her before it was too late. But there was something surfing between us now, something that I couldn’t handle. Looks like a pie of energy, so fierce and too dangerous that it sliced through my wolf, through my soul.I wanted to scream out her name loud but dumb at that moment."Freya!" I groaned, my voice cuddling with desperation. "Please, I beg of you my dear. Come back to me. Please"But she didn’t spun or responded. She didn’t even look at me.Her
I couldn’t breathe as I gasp for air. It hurts, watching Freya pass through all these when I couldn't offer any assistance to her pierces through me.The unsettled wind knocked me off my thought, I couldn't focus on anything far except her. Freya. She stood there, just a few feets away, her face filled with the kind of pain I couldn’t heal away. Her eyes, those eyes, haunted me more than the enemy did. The betrayal spinning around her, the rage, the hurt. I’d put that look in them.Riven.My heart diced painfully at the sight of him, foolishly standing there beside Kade. The wolf I had once nurtured into an ally, a friend like a brother__now a traitor. The man who'd helped us fight, helped us prepare for what was coming, was now helping Kade__the enemy to crumble us.How did we get here? How'd I allowed this to happen__get to this extent?“I told you this was how it'd to be,” Riven said, his voice empty. “Freya’s power is too dangerous__too much for her. She can’t handle it.”I clen
Freya's pov I woke up to the sound of crackling fire and murmuring voices. My body felt heavy, weak and a sharp pain hugging my body. I blinked thrice, trying to capture the blurry images around me. My surroundings slowly came into limelight. I was lying on the ground near a campfire, the night sky laid above me, beautiful stars twinkling in distant, unfeeling stare.“Freya?” A familiar voice whispered, and then the pressure mounted on me. Finnick?I turned my head, trying to see his face. His expression was confusing, a mix of worry and something soft, more uncertain though.“You’re up,” he said, relief sliding his tone. He wiped his palm on his face, visibly tired. “You startled me.”I tried to sit up, but the pain on me, made me gasp. It was as if someone had pierced through a broken glass into my flesh. “What happened?” I whispered, my voice hoarse and low.“You were hit,” Finnick replied, his hand heavily pressing against the wound on my side, his eyes loitering over the darken
Freya's pov The silence after the flash of light was suffocating, a Calm sparkle settling over the battlefield. I stood frozen, my hands still on air the power within me lurking with a new intensity. My heart was beating in my chest, my mind leaving coating my vision, trying to understand and analyse what had just happened.Finnick standing beside me, his expressions confused and unreadable, searching through darkness for any sign of movement. The wolves from Kade’s pack still frozen, their glare flicking nervously, between us and the darkened woods behind them.“What just happened now?” Finnick asked, his voice barely loud over the pounding of my heartbeat."I don’t know,” I whispered back, my glare locked on the space where the light effect had once struck. The air felt energized, almost as if that very atmosphere had shifted to another side. Something had changed, something deep.And then it pushed me.But I wasn’t alone.Before I could process the whole thing, a figure emerged b
Freya's povThe air was heavy with the weight of Riven’s words. I was gasping for air, feeling my heart sink deeper with each passing moment. "You’ve been toying with me?" I said quietly, disbelief coating my voice like something bitter. "You’ve been working with Kade all of this time?" Riven was silent for a moment entirely. His eyes were sharp like he was trying to figure me out. It was the first time I understood the coldness I noted in his eyes— similar to Kade's. "You were always the key, Freya," he said, a smoothness to his voice that felt almost soothing. "But I didn’t come for your heart. I came for your power. You were a means to an end. Nothing more." His words blew me like a punch to the bone marrow__Betrayal. The man I trusted, the man I believed was once an ally, had been plotting against me from the very start.Finnick was by my side now with his protective stance. His eyes were trained on Riven, the tension was so thick in the air that it was borderline suffocating.
Freya’s pov Time came to a standstill, but the impending danger lurked on. Now Kade stood before us, right infront of us, the energy in the air thick with tension. My heart racing as I tried to come in alignment with the nightmare that was unfolding. The ancient dagger rested in the grasp of Kade, reflecting the gentle starlight that cut through the clouds. I had thought the god’s flame was the worst of my fears, but now, Kade—Alpha Kade—the very man who has brazenly attempted to use me for his own purposes was ready to finish what he started. Kade’s voice was a low growl filled with a dark intent. “You think this is over?” He made his promises. Every word left his mouth felt like it landed a punch in my stomach. “The god’s power doesn’t belong to you. It belongs to me.” Before I could even digest what was happening, I felt the god inside me, its power stirring in my very essence. He came to claim it for himself; my worst possible nightmare. “They shall not have you,” Finn
Freya's povDarkness shut in around me entirely. I didn't know where the earth ended and the sky started. The furnace that had once burned within me now howled to a distant hum, accompanied by a seeping cold crawling into my limbs.And then a voice slice through the quiet."Freya… "Finnick's voiceI didn't hesitate to speak, but my throat dry, my skin crawling heavily. Each move, each breath, was labor."Freya, please."His voice was louder this time—fearful, like a roar__with fear.But I could do no more than stay there and stiffened, accompanied by the whirling blackness.I felt a tap on my shoulders, shaking me, calling my name. And then I felt goose bumps on me, drawing me towards the light.I opened my eyes again and saw myself but no longer in the void.Finnick was kneeling beside me, his face terrified and tight with worry. The familiar smell of pine and earth surrounded me, but there was something else__ darker.“You’re awake,” Finnick breathed, his voice rough. “Thank the mo
Freya's pov The god stood tall above the battlefield. Smoke curled from its wings. Its eyes held stars—and storms. It didn’t breathe, never blinked. It simply watched, as if deciding who would die first.Wolves fell silent.Even Kade knelt, his head bowed, trembling. But I didn’t bow, I possiblely couldn’t.The fire inside me was burning hotter than ever. Not wild. Not out of control but clear__Focused.“Freya,” Finnick said softly beside me. “What is that thing?”I swallowed hard. “A Flame-Taker. A being born from the first war between gods and wolves. It feeds on power. It lives off flame.”Riven stepped forward. “It came through the gate because of you.”“No,” I said, steady now. “It came because of Kade. But it’s here because of me.” The god’s voice rolled like thunder. "The gate is open. The flame belongs to me.”Then it moved__Fast and thenToo fast.A blur of smoke and fire striking down three wolves in seconds. They didn’t even scream or sob they just turned to ash instantly