Danmachi Captured By Freya At The Beginning Novels & Stories

As Hera stood before him, resolute and unyielding, the battle for her freedom and the future of their love unfurled in the shadowed halls of the alpha's domain. Alpha James rose from his seat, his imposing figure casting a daunting shadow over her. With a cold glint in his eyes, he reached out and delicately lifted her chin, forcing her gaze to meet his own. His touch sent a chill down her spine, and she steeled herself for the plan he had in store.

My wolf was snarling, thrashing against the chemical poison the hunters had sprayed into the clearing, desperate to stand, desperate to run, desperate to tear the throat out of every man who had laid a hand on her. Beside me, Damien was already on his knees. He looked terrible. Blood ran from a cut above his left eyebrow, mixing with rain and dirt on his cheek, and his hands trembled as he pushed himself up from the ground. His green eyes were wild, stripped bare of every bit of charm or ease he usually wore like armor. When he looked at me, there was no hostility left between us. Only the raw, bleeding hole where Freya was supposed to be. "She is gone," Damien said. His voice broke on the w

I jump out the car starting to run into the building, before I make it to the door I feel Adam behind me opening the door. "Hello, we need help!" He shouts as we make it inside, the whole room stares at us but mainly me and Amelia. I start to scan the room, my eyes falling on a one person. "Blake" I say, feeling the tears start to come from my eyes. "Freya?" He asks, immediately he pushes passed people engulfing me in a hug, I was balling my eyes out just holding onto him for dear life "I can't believe you're here, I'm never letting you go ever again" he cries, holding me back tightly too.

I may have accepted who and what I am but that didn’t mean I needed to like it. Not giving away any other information Freya stomped up the stairs only the moment her enlarged elongated fingers touched the handle, we were blown backwards. Digging her feet into the ground we came to a holt as a cloud of dust surrounded us. Freya muttered something under her breath but was too quiet for me to hear. Taking a deep breath, I watched as Freya launched herself back at the door only this time her hands disappeared. Our body began to heat as yellow electric ran up her arms before suddenly a blue dome appeared and disintegrated.

She asked quietly as I brought the rag closer to her face, she gave me a hateful look that caused an ache in my heart as Wren and Johan grabbed her shoulders preventing her from struggling as I placed it over the area of the scarf covering her nose, I gave her the answer to her question before she drifted off into unconsciousness. "Because I know you....Miwa." Her eyes widened at the mention of her name before fluttering close. ~Author's Note~ Wrong move Kalen😣😣 I don't think Miwa will appreciate this 😥😥 Votes and comments are truly appreciated 😊 😊

"But now that she is here, I might have a few tips for her. Come, Fay, I will tell you." Sam's hold on my hand tightened. He thought about the offer for a while, and I looked at Dagon, who looked at Samael with a calm face. My eyes fell on Nija behind her, engaged in a fight with a Wrath demon. She felt my eyes on her, winked at me and continued her fight.

Lily interrupted her, anticipating the anguished reaction, "Listen to me Iris, quietly! Freya was a human, yes! But she did not just die. After that war, Freya was the easiest target for anyone seeking revenge on Dom or any of us. Some such revenge-seeking humans managed to lure her and kidnap her. When Dom found out, he shook the Earth and skies to find her but it felt like the ground had swallowed her, she had vanished without a trace. Then one day, after months of searching, a very disfigured, gigantic, and wild dragon emerged. It was horrendous and terrifying, with no human inside it. It was a killing machine that burnt a large portion of North America. Dom knew it had to be put down to

Callum turned to leave the study. Freya got up hastily. “You will not walk away from me!” She bellowed, reaching forward to pull his arm. Callum yanked his arm away from her hold, pushing her backward. Freya staggered in the process losing her footing and collapsing against the chairs. Her head hit the sharp edge of the table and she fell to the ground, bleeding from the head.

Instead, he turned on the wall-mounted tactical monitor. "It just hit the High Council’s emergency broadcast channel," the doctor said, his voice trembling. "It’s viral across all active sectors." The screen flared into high-definition clarity. The wind of the North Spire howled through the speakers. I watched, my jaw locking so tightly a tooth cracked in the back of my mouth. There was Lyra, the polished, supercilious Alpha of Nightbreeze, kneeling in the dirt, her strength being torn from her body. And there stood Dante Silvercrest, his eyes glowing with a cold, merciless gold as he watched the rogue girl, Kira, consume the very essence of a lineage. I watched the exact second Dante grabbe

Damien I could feel my heart in my throat as I turned away from Marcus and Freya, looking back at the beast I’d just slain, my stomach in knots. I’d already seen poor Ava-one of Evelyn’s maids—as I’d crept up from behind. And the very thought that it almost happened to Freya really messed with my head.