Freya Mikaelson Mga Nobela at Kwento

“It's you who let her walk around?” My mother's eyes snapped to mine and she closed the distance between us, nudging me. “Walk around? Don't be impudent, Xander.” She cleared her throat and stepped back, turning to her. “Pardon me for the slow introduction, my sweetheart.” “I was just in the middle of it, mother.” Freya's eyes never left mine and I knew just where this was going. “This gorgeous young woman,” My mother pulled her close. “Is Freya. Daughter of Alpha Dane of LunaHive.”

Damon called out "Darling please do be careful. You're still recovering from your twisted ankle." Freya was a handful and was quite energetic and adventurous which is quite surprising considering her condition. Damon and Clary had adopted her when she was 4 and had found out that she had weak bones and a weak immune system due to malnourishment by her neglecting birth parents. In the beginning months, Freya had been quiet and only really spoke to Max who had been 8 at the time. Freya always stayed close to Damon and Clary when others came near and was afraid of going outside.

Putting on my black high heels I give myself a last check before heading downstairs as I hear the first cars arriving. Arriving quietly behind my parents as they welcome the first couple – Alpha Zachary and Luna Rachel from the Blood Moon Pack, I step beside my father in time to shake Alpha Zachary’s and Luna Rachel’s hands. My mother and father give me a stern look, acknowledging my close to late arrival. I smile and continue with some small talk with Luna Rachel as Alpha Jackson continues speaking with Alpha Zachary and his Beta Sam. Luna Rachel is a beautiful woman. With her blond hair, brown eyes, and petite frame she is clearly the light in Alpha Zackary’s eyes.

He told everyone. Freya walked bear the palace door. She shifted into a human form. She's a she-wolf and she's one of the most badass in the whole packs of Zeta warriors. " She's here behind this door! She's spying on us I guess!" She told them. Reez and his packs came over. They stopped in frontof the palace door. " Stepped aside. Let's head home now! Tommorow is a big day for us!" He told them.

"Freya, I am as to blame for the state of our supernatural community, than any other. Long ago, to keep my moon realm alive, I asked for help from a powerful warlock. He and his coven were able to feed me and my realm enough power for decades. In return, I kept them safe from werewolves and vampires. Once the older witches and warlocks aged, then died off, the younger members felt their deal died along with them. They refused to help me any longer. So, I began kidnapping their children, using the powerful and discarding the weak." She raised her head up to look at me, her bright white hair almost covering her eyes. Through a few strands of her hair, I could see the glisten of tears that were

Bethany Wright. Self acclaimed queen bee of Malcolm High. Head of the cheerleading squad and girl friend to the most popular guy in school, Christian Hales. It was such a wonder how cool headed, reserved Christian landed himself such a bitch. She was definitely with him for the money, the fame, and definitely the sex. News fly around the school and Makaila's ears were always open for the gist.

” The Dark Child paced in front of them, “My mom, thinking that the situation was her fault, she went after my father and never came back. She sacrificed herself, Inwë. And the Virsathen tree grew in commemoration of her sacrifice.” She was Estelel’s daughter to Jilroid. The Dark Child was Margarette’s nieces. “Believe it or not, you are reincarnated for many times. Once as a vampire princess and onetime as a nymph wanderer, you’ll never stop rebirth until your mission is cleared. But your true identity, your real personality, was the daughter of the Virsathen and her human third party. I believe you saw him, the silent ghost of Shasta?” She smiled.

I check Freya’s countenance, searching her eyes for any sign of the heartbreak I just witnessed. I confirm quickly that she didn't hear what Axel and Ava were talking about. Even though I know the truth, it’s a rare thing to see a child like her. Freya is Axel's daughter, a fact that defies the laws of our kind because vampires hardly ever procreate. But Freya can't be a hybrid, no matter who her father is. Witches serve nature, and nature is a jealous mistress. Anybody with even a drop of witch blood in their veins can't be anything else.

“It..it died when I mistakenly ingested silver.” I examine her features but nothing about her seem familiar. “Where is Octavia?” “She's on the second floor with Freya,” she answers meekly. My eyes narrow. “Who is this Freya you speak of?” “She's the human girl you brought to the pack.” My heart skid to a stop. Drogo snarls, slamming against the walls of my mind clawing for control. I storm out of the room with the Omega behind me, struggling to keep up.

Betas who were meant to protect those who live in the capital as well as the outskirts yet they were on the floor, bleeding profusely. I looked up and found the supposed Freya in question. She was holding a boy in her right hand and a girl in her left hand. Her body was covered in blood. The blood of innocent people who never wronged her, people who didn't even know who she is. " People of Mystik pack. I am Freya daughter of Alpha Drey, the man who you all have wronged!" She started.