Kratos X Freya Novels & Stories

"Fine." "Then let's get started on our 'homework,'" he groaned. "I'm beat after today. Need to finish this and get home to crash." The "homework" he referred to was Dr. Ramirez's assignment - analyzing the technology exhibits we'd seen earlier. But first, I needed to clear this debt. "I need to make a quick call," I said, pulling out my phone. Alpha Xander answered almost immediately. "Hello." My wolf's ears perked up at his deep voice, a natural response to an Alpha's authority. "Alpha Xander, it's Freya."

What are you Kydra? Am I mistaken?

“Incoming, centerfield.” “We’re on it,” said Freya. — Pilot: Freya Role: Flanker Loadout: Hrothgar Tyr “Varulv” Light Assault Suit[A] Ragnarok Armaments “Frostbite” Cryo Blade 6.0 [B] Federal Shipyards Submachine Gun [C] Federal Shipyards “Firebreath” Thermic Beamcannon (SM) [B] — Pilot: Kali Role: Heavy Assault Loadout:

Kyro keeps his silence for a long moment, and my words slip without my knowledge. "You follow her because it isn't survival you seek; it's death," I breathe, his evil eyes burning through mine. I'm not intimidated by it, as I bore my gaze through his with equal determination. "Who/what is she?" Kyro pauses, keeping his silence as his gaze impairs mine, searching for something, but I don't know what? "Freya is a Fae… wielding two elements," a suffocating air of shock hangs over us. What the fuck shit...?

Freya’s POV The rest of the car ride felt like a slow, suffocating nightmare. I tried everything to get away. I twisted my wrists against the chains until the metal bit into my skin. I shifted toward the door, fumbling blindly for the handle, hoping—praying—I could somehow force it open before the car picked up speed again. “Stop moving,” Killian growled lazily. I ignored him. I tugged harder, bracing my foot against the door as I pulled at the chain. If I could just—

Queen Fara collapsed by his side while a puddle of red liquid began to seep from his body. “Ah, who’s next?” Rhyland asked, ticking his finger from Queen Fara to his father who’s face couldn’t hold anymore shock even if he wished. Holding the heart in his other palm, he took his finger and ran it along the blood that dropped off of the fresh organ.

Freya "I am Freya Collins, an 18-year-old she-wolf from the Midnight Pack. The pack remained unaware of my wolf existence as I lacked a discernible scent, and I had no intention of revealing this aspect to them. Raised by my adoptive parents, Dad Lucas and Mom Rica, both esteemed pack warriors, I've been showered with love and support. Unbeknownst to the rest of the pack, my adoptive parents have been training me since childhood.

Silence answered loudly enough. Pain crossed her expression instantly. Not because she loved Kaelan. Because after everything happening around her, she was tired of being manipulated by people pretending to protect her. Kaelan stepped toward her carefully. “You don’t understand.” “Then explain it.” His eyes darkened slightly. “Eros destroys everything around him.” Freya stared at him in disbelief. “And you think you’re different?” That landed harder than she expected because Kaelan had no answer for it.

Chapter Thirty Three: Reincarnation Xander did not move. Freya remained on her knees, clutching his legs weakly. Tears streamed down her face uncontrollably now. “It wasn't supposed to go this far,” she whispered desperately. “Xander please… please listen to me…I was angry, i felt humiliated. But i do love you deep down. I was just scared of opening up and getting hurt.” He slowly stepped back. Her hands slipped from his legs. The movement felt worse than a slap.

I hope so. I still can’t help but get nervous from time to time whenever I think he has a bad plan to us. It only disappears whenever Xenoah is by my side and be calm. I feel like I am always safe whenever I am with him. In less than a minute, Xenoah returned with the cotton candy and mineral water we asked for. Rafael happily accepted it and started eating while Xenoah himself opened my water before giving it to me. He sat down next to me and as he normally does and wrapped his arm around my waist.