Danmachi Captured By Freya At The Beginning Novels & Stories

I couldn't waste time engaging in his childish antics when someone was probably in danger because of me. “Who else would it be? My m-” he cut himself off with a cuss before he continued, “Your slave, Freya.” My grip on the receiver tightened as I tried to remain calm. “Is that so?” I said flatly. “She was shaking when I found her and had to bring her back to my pack,” Dincan said, accusation filled in his tone but I couldn't care less about that. I paused, trying to process it all. This was all my-

Chapter 1: The Captive Queen The salty wind whipped through my long dark hair as the longship cut through the churning waves of the North Sea, its dragon-headed prow slicing the gray water like a blade through flesh. I, Freya of Wessex, once a proud shield-maiden and daughter of a fallen Saxon lord, now found myself bound in ropes of rough hemp, kneeling on the deck among other captives. The raid on our coastal village had been swift and merciless, the Northmen descending like wolves under the cover of storm clouds. My home burned behind us, but my spirit refused to break.

She was graceful and perfect, using the butt of the staff to knock out the attackers. Valor ran up to her, ducking under the pole as she instinctively swung it at him, "Freya!" Freya merely rolled her eyes and jumped back into the battle. Valor stepped in behind her and continued swinging his sword, defending her back from the onslaught, though she barely needed it. It was a dance, as they stood back to back, twirling through the crowd and easily making their way through the guild members. When faced with a stronger opponent, Freya and Valor worked as a team to take them down, perfectly in sync.

Need to figure out how to counter this before it destroys everything. But first I need to check on Freya. Make sure she is still sleeping. And just as I was about to take another step our eyes met

shouts Pepper and she's off running. I push my mate back a bit and take her hand leading her to the door. I'm just in time to see Tahr carrying Ashrac as he races up the stairs with Pepper directly behind him. All of us start running. I try not to feel hope, but I can't help it. Ashrac can not be dead. The Goddess must help. The front entry door is open when we get out of the ground level of Sarn's castle. Sierra and Dmitri have the children and the egg as they head to the door with us. I step outside into complete darkness when it should be full daylight.

"Do you know that you talk too much, Darius?" His face twisted into a malevolent sneer. "Oh but I do what I say. As we speak right now, Freya has been captured." As he said that, Nylf catapulted out of the throne room with the critical urgency of a vampire fleeing a burning house to find Freya. "What did you say?" My tone went two pitches lower. He gave me a wolfish grin. "Tell the pup not to bother looking for her. He won't find her. Little bitch couldn't put up a fucking fight. She wasn't even able to stand on her two feet."

She stood up to face Freya for the second time. She lifted her body upward and when Freya tried to have an eye contact with her, she looked to another direction to avoid her hypnotic eyes. " I maybe weak bit I'm smarter than you!" Diana shouted after she made an another attack again behind her, scratching her neck. Freya winced in pain. She got her but she quickly managed to revitalize. With all her force, she swayed Diana going outside the cave, bit Damon quickly catch her. He won't let her group take her.

Summoning enjoys strength, I push him and dash for the door. Immediately, the door swings agape and Freya along side Douglas's sister captures few shots of our half nakedness. "Gotcha sis" Freya smirks. She seems unborthered by the scinerio as though she knew before it happened. "You got the shots?" Alpha Douglas inquires from his bed. They all smirk victoriously. "Certainly we did" they swing their cameras. "Perfect" Alpha Douglas chuckle's. He puts on his clothes, walks towards freya's and kiss her passionately.

Three arrows. “Scarlett…” Freya gasped. But it was too late as Scarlett lost focus and her man recovered and stabbed her stomach. The three men fled. Scarlett clutched her stabbed stomach as blood oozed. Damian was down and grunting in pain. “Noooooooo!” Freya growled. ************************* “He's my mate…” Freya sobbed. Damian was in her arms. He was being carried into the treatment room. Right after he was stabbed, she'd gotten the excitement from her wolf confirming Damian as her mate.

That was what I was going to say, but then I opened my mouth at the same time the music started to play and once more, attention was diverted. Damon stood up. It was time for the main celebration. “I'll be right back, give me a minute,” He urgently said. Then he looked at Alexander. “Freya has been waiting for you.” He left and Alexander rolled his eyes. We weren't causing any trouble just yet. Not like I wanted to, but I didn't expect us to just sit. “So, do you…need to go?” “Go?” “Yeah, Damon said…Freya is…” My voice trailed again. What in the world was this connection!?