Freya Umur Berapa Novels & Stories

Lena's POV. She was there? I look over to Leo and he has the same stunned look that I'm sure I have on my face. “How old are you Freya?” Leo asks her. “Didn't your parents teach you that it's rude to ask a woman her age Leo?” Freya asks but she has a smile ok her face, I don't think she realises how shocking what she just dropped is. “I'm serious Freya, how old are you?” Leo asks her.

No one does. ‘Mum. Mum. Are you going to come and play with us?’ Freya looks at me with her big brown eyes, she takes after me. ‘Yes darling.’ I quickly jump up from my seat on the floor and scoop her up into my arms. Her long black hair is just like mine too, poker straight and thick. ‘Muuuuum!’ I spin us around, faster and faster until the world becomes a green and blue blur. ‘Hahaaa.’ I laugh out loud and come to a staggering stop. With her still in my arms I fall backwards in to the long grass. Her held tightly against my chest. She giggles into my neck and the scent of her fills my head. I can’t believe my babies are ten already. In no time at all they will get their wolves and find the

She wasn't used to someone taking care of her in that way; she had always had to work to get what she wanted. Freya lost her parents at a young age and was an only child, so she ended up with her aunt who didn't have much to survive on. She had to force herself to grow up and be independent, which led to her need for control. She thought that by being in control, nothing would go wrong in her life. But on the other hand, this wasn't always beneficial. Freya missed out on many things because she didn't deviate from her plans. Today, as she reflected, she realized that she might have been happier if she had let things happen without so much planning.

“She’s wild and full of sass. One day, we’ll race through the forest in our wolf forms. Just you wait.” Freya laughed for the first time in what felt like weeks. “I’d like that.” Then she paused, turning to Samantha. “Hey… how old are you now? You don’t look a day over nineteen, yet you talk like you’ve seen everything.” Samantha grinned. “Wouldn’t you like to know?”

He raised his head in near disbelief. “Nineteen years old?” “Yes.” Pierre pursed his lips. “According to the information we have, there is no doubt that Miss Zoey Williams is 19 years old.” He had probably guessed how Elijah would react, so he lowered his head and said, “I’ve consulted relevant experts, and they said it’s normal for women to look 10 years younger than they are if they’ve taken good care of themselves.” If Freya Moses were still alive today, she would be about 29 years old.

' Aiden communicated to Freya. "How old do you think he is…" A beat of silence. "More than a century. Perhaps two?" Freya looked at everyone in the room again, aware of the sharp increase in the beating of their hearts. A mage of more than a hundred years old, in a youthful body. The ancients kept exchanging glances. 'What is it?' Freya couldn't help but ask Aiden.

Marinette shrugged, recognizing the look of surprise in Freya's eyes. “How do you know so much about the Council?” Freya asked and smiled in embarrassment. “I stumbled into the Council when I was 10. Ten years later and I know a lot about most people in the Council.” “You're older than me.” Freya blurted out in surprise. “You thought we were age mates? How insolent of you!” Marinette frowned, drumming her fingers on the table.