Novel & Cerita Lunafreya Book

The look in their eyes— I understood it quite well. “So who is this sister of yours? According to what I know, only an extremely wealthy person can afford a white wolfsbane. Your sister must have offended someone so relevant in the society.” “My sister was a former Luna queen. She was the third wife of Lycan king, Dane.”

“You. I think I've seen you before.” “I…don't think so,” Alaina responded, pushing her hair to the back nervously. Why was she nervous? “I don't think we've met, ma'am.” “On the contrary, I think we have.” Freya persisted. It felt like she was pushing some kind of agenda and my patience was wearing thin. “And I can't seem to place a finger on it. I never forget those people I'd seen before, so I'm pretty sure I've met you. It doesn't matter though. My name is Freya, Daughter of RavenThorn and Alexander's Luna to be.”

Freya asked, her gaze briefly shifting towards Jeremy, who stood off to the side. I felt a slight pang of dissatisfaction, her constant desire to leave me causing the wolf within me to instinctively whimper. "Wait for me in the side lounge," I responded unhappily. Why did my Luna always entertain the idea of leaving me? Was she trying to play hard to get?? Or was this her way of punishing me? Freya's expression hinted at displeasure; she started to say something, yet obediently made her way to the side lounge. The door closed with a thud, a silent expression of her discontent.

Rihanna corrected the old Luna "Killing a vampire is no child's play dear, It wasn't easy for you to kill my granddaughter. What makes you feel you can take out a more dangerous army so easily?..." she paused to catch her breath and adjust herself on the chair, Rihanna took a deep breath digesting what Luna said. "and so you know, this whole war and revolution revolves more around you than it does around the two brothers, all that's happening for your information is to introduce the reign of the first luna, never has there ever been a female ruler in, all history but now, you'll be the very first, a female alpha" "I don't understand, your daughter was a Luna"

She growled, "Yes, I'm fucking mad. With a wild smile on her gorgeous face and dangerously bright purple eyes, Freya glared at me. She wore an expensive evening gown torn in several places, exposing the lovely pale flesh beneath. As much as I hated to admit it, the version of Freya, who was in front of me, stunning in her wrath, was beautiful. She spoke in a loud, assured voice that reverberated throughout the room as she turned to face the pack members gathered for the meal. "I, Freya Brown of the Ironclad Pack, officially reject Lobo Foster of the Nightfall Pack, and from this moment forth, I am no longer your Luna."

her voice thin as a reed, her lap covered in woollen blankets as she sipped her tea, despite the summer heat outside. “Not since I read Cillian’s with the stones directly. Where I saw his two paths. I am getting better at casting the stones for myself and seeing into others at will though.” “Do you enjoy doing it?” “It depends what I see,” I answer truthfully. The problem with a Fate a hundred times more potent than yourself is they’ve probably already seen this conversation and will know if I’m lying. “So Luna Freya is at Wodness Brook now?” “I believe she will be soon yes. My brother Finn will be her bodyguard.”

His presence was a door left open, a choice. Luna moved to a small bookshelf. Her fingers, no longer rough from scrubbing but smooth and sure, trailed over the spines. She found the book—a slender, leather-bound volume on alpine flora. As she pulled it free, a folded piece of parchment, brittle with age, fluttered to the floor.

"Please let me know as soon as you find anything useful. Anything at all. If there is any way I can help, I will. Perhaps I could even go to the library with you." "Alright. Come with me. I don't think we have something better to do at this moment." Freya nodded and followed after her, and they soon got to the big building. "Which book would you like to read today, your majesty?" The old librarian asked her. "My lady." He greeted Freya. "Do you know if I can find books on lycans?" Luciana asked.

Or was it Prince Uda’s interest in Akasha? Frey grabbed Ari’s book and ran off with it, laughing. “Frey, you big jerk, give that back. It’s important. He flipped through it, reading the contents.” “Looks like a bunch of gibberish to me.” She ran up and pushed him, landing on top of him when he fell to the ground. “Learn to read, it is not gibberish.” She scolded him, grabbing the book, “I keep track of everything that Akasha sees or Huricana hears, so we can refer to it. Huricana’s are a puzzle sometimes.”