Freyr's Camp Raven Novels & Stories

she was annoying, the look on her face purely evil, and an underlying evil intent, like a child who has just been gifted a clown by her affluent household. The look of new power, that I recognize, the type of look I overlooked on Lucius, perhaps I was so in love with him to notice how excited he was to use his new power as the new alpha. But ever since I entered LYTHRIA it has pledged my mind, how come I was so blinded? “I am Freyja,” The sound of wind followed by a powerful force surrounded us blowing away some crops as I watched the people from Daus try their best to chase after them, I stood forcing my eyes open. Abruptly the wind stopped.

I've heard rumors that the top tier Hunters are stronger than I am. An idea pops into Fenrir's mind as he realizes how to kill two birds with one stone. He starts to laugh because he can't believe he didn't think about this sooner. "Fine, you want me to be the leader and free our people from the control the Elves have on us? I've come up with a plan, but it will be very risky. In fact, it could backfire and end up causing more problems." Fenrir looks at Cloven and extends his hand. "I need to know if you trust me or not." Cloven thinks about it for a second before relaying his own thoughts on the matter. "What kind of problems are we talking about? How many lives are you risking?"

Raven began threatening any man who might one day become Freya's husband. Lonan transformed his boisterous laughter into a snort—he didn't want to repeat yesterday's mistake. "You look so happy..." Lonan repeated, wiggling his index finger that Freya held. Freya grabbed Lonan's hand after it had just caressed her cheek. "So happy..." Raven amended. "I can't explain it in words. All I know is that I feel happier than I ever have before. They're like fireworks, exploding beautifully whenever I gaze into the dark night."

Freya asked and I felt my heart lift a little, she was interested in getting to know the pack, and how things worked. “Roman in the pack Beta, he went to school with Tristan, they’re both a couple years younger than me. Amber is a friend of Cali’s, she was one of the teachers at the education centre here in Blackrock, but Cali offered her the position of her second.” I explained. “How did you become Delta?” She queried and I chuckled lightly. “Stuck my nose where it didn’t belong.” I muttered and watched as she raised a single, perfectly shaped brow in curiosity.

“Freya!” Through a cloud of fog, Ravena applied pressure to her throat as though a snake were tightening its grip around her neck. Her breathing became labored, and her vision became dim. She made an effort to smell the snake, but all she caught was the overpowering stench of rotting leaves. A stern, irritated male voice then yelled for Freya, who was now closer. A deep, menacing snarl could be heard. Ural?

By the time I emerged, the new arrivals had dispersed throughout the camp to rest and take meals. One young woman with vibrant red hair like Frost's strode purposefully toward the command tent. Remembering that was still technically 'my' tent as well, I hurried after her to see what was happening. "Oh! Hello there," the girl exclaimed in surprise when she saw me. "You must be the lass my dear brother pulled from the snowdrift! I'm Freya, Ryder's sister." She grasped my hands warmly in greeting. I smiled, feeling an instant liking for this spirited woman. "I'm Lena. Thank you for such a kind welcome."

He muttered, and started walking to the door, as he took his daughter from his mate. “I would also love to see the children”. Freya said, her eyes hopeful. “Of course”. I muttered, and showed them out, heading to the building where Raven and the rest were likely to be at the moment. “Oh my! Vaughan you have a treasured pearl in your possession, no wonder the male witch is after her”. Duncan gushed loudly, when he finally saw Raven. I was certain he was aware of every darn thing that happened in my pack. Nothing ever gets past his ears.

Riven’s POV The camp spread out below me like a dark stain on the earth. I crouched on a rocky ridge, staring down at it. Rows of fires burned brightly, their orange light fighting the thick, smoky sky. Banners with Kaden’s cruel symbol waved above the tents, bold and proud. His men moved like ants in armor, their swords and spears catching the firelight. The air smelled of metal, sweat, and something rotten: a sour stench that reminded me of the poisoned wolves’ blood I’d fought before.

The Nightfang raven found them two mornings later. They’d camped high, just below the treeline, where the wind came knife‑sharp off the peaks, and the sun took its time slanting down into the hollows. Frost crackled underfoot when Rin stepped away from the fire to stretch, breath pluming white. A dark shape rode the updrafts above them, wings wide, catching light on glossy feathers. It circled once twice, then folded and dropped in a clean, controlled fall that ended with a flutter of wings and a hop onto a low boulder near Kael’s saddle.

I add staring at one of the candles spacing out a little bit remembering seeing Raven covered in his blood and hearing Alice scream for her son. “Hey, it’ll be ok I’ll be by your side and Raven will have Embry by her side. I remember Raven telling me a little bit about what happened, she’s quite the Lycan and a very natural alpha. The best news is that you and Raven have each other, I’ve never seen anyone strengthen another the way you two do,” Ryder mentions after eating the last of his dinner making me nod my head. “Raven is the strong one, I’m just a healer and I’m okay with that. I’ve never really liked fighting and it scares me how easily she loses control especially when it comes to pr