Novel & Cerita Originals Freya

Something unreadable flickered across Elyra’s face before vanishing again. “He never told you the truth.” “Maybe because he didn’t know it either.” Silence answered enough. Freya’s stomach tightened instantly. “He knew something.” “Yes.” Elyra stepped closer. “He knew there was something inside you powerful enough to change this world.” Fear crawled slowly beneath Freya’s skin. “What am I?” “You are not human.” Freya laughed bitterly. “I figured that out already.” “No.” Elyra’s gaze sharpened. “You were never meant to belong to this world at all.”

A familiar voice question from the other end. Celeste increased the volume of her whine. “I wish I did, dad. Guess who ruined everything for me?” “Who?” “It’s that useless Freya again. I don’t know why she came back from the dead to haunt me.” “Freya?” The other voice sounded surprised, shocked even, like he’d just mentioned a witch’s name. “That’s impossible. Freya is miles away in another city, serving dishes and cleaning tables. That pathetic girl couldn’t possibly make it to an event like that.”

And she seemed to resemble Freya, their facial features very similar. She belonged nowhere and everywhere at once. “Good morning,” she said softly. Freya nodded politely, and I noticed her shoulders stiffen just a little. It was interesting—seems like she felt it too. Good. “Can we talk?” Miya asked, eyes shifting to me. Freya spoke before I could. “About what?” Miya’s smile didn’t waver. “Medical options.” Freya’s fingers curled slightly at her sides. I saw it. She didn’t trust Miya.

FREYA'S POV Five Years Later "Welcome back, Princess Freya." The voice of the servants echoed inside my head, and I straightened my shoulders. The servants all lined up with their heads tilted toward the floor. I stopped in my tracks, letting myself drown in my new reality. How long has it been? Five years since I left the East End pack and moved into my new identity… Princess Freya Herondale of the Celestial Wolf Clan. Taking off my dark sunglasses, I let out a sigh, adjusting my black tailored suit that clung to my figure before I tossed the glasses to one of my betas who stood beside me.

Freya's POV. Two weeks later, I remain alive. My days are either filled with touring around the Kingdom to learn of the origin and meaning of each creation, visiting the library to learn about the royals in my pack, playing the piano, learning how to brew herbal teas to stay in shape, wearing corsets to practice, having books on my head as I catwalk as I needed to walk perfectly, training my smile, or crying in my room whenever I am reminded that my mate had lied to me right from the first night we met.

Freya uttered, getting off the bed. “Tell me.” Ariel smiled. “I am going to his house tonight.” Freya started and then Ariel looked at her with raised brows. “Calm down, I don't like men at all, remember?” Freya smirked and then continued. “I am going to his house as a maid tonight, and I will prepare him a drink with Viagra. Then you can come in and you two would have sex. We both know you don't have a womb but you can pretend to be pregnant. He would have no choice.” Freya smiled, in love with her plan.

Leonard clenched his jaw shooting a malicious glare at his father who seemed unbothered by it. "I don't have free time to fucking waste!" With that he stormed out but not before leaving a hard strike at Freya's heart who stared at his back with sadness. Couldn't he be nice for at least once? Night fell and Ajax personally asked Sofia to make sure everything was ready and she did as he told her. Freya wore a beautiful light blue floral dress which reached a little below her knees, she styled her hair in a side braid and a little make up as a touch up.

Traian screamed out while diving into the pool beside us. I screeched into the air sending birds flying in all directions to get away from the noise. My wings ripped through my skin and as soon as they fanned out, I squatted down then jumped back up, propelling myself into the sky. I flew directly for Draco. He spotted me and I thought I’d have to fight him, but to my surprise he spoke to me through a link. “Freya, are we going to find her?”

Freya herself unbuttoned the long sleeve that Jacob was wearing. "Once I'm näked, there's really no turning back," Jacob said while undressing her. Now, he could see her curves more clearly. She has healthy breästs and a flat stomach. His lips started to roam over her body - from her lips down to her neck and breästs. "Uhmmmm," Freya møaned when Jacob sucked the peaks of her breästs. He gave her an unfamiliar feeling, which made her møan his name. Freya seemed disappointed when Jacob suddenly stopped what he was doing.

My eyes widened when I heard that Freya was still alive, but she was used as some sort of hooker. “What are the chances she will be here tonight?” I asked, leaning forward. “What are the chances that she is going to be brought in here as one of the women that I will need to sleep with?” He shrugged. “I don’t know, Alpha, but we should know what she looks like to choose her from the rest of the girls.” I shook my head. “It’s been a while, but I might know her from her scent.” He shook his head. “That’s the thing, Alpha. They are covered in herbs and spices. You can’t trace them.”