Sky Queen Frey Novels & Stories

She was stunning. "Macey, who are theses people?" I just found her one flaw she has such a high voice. "Sorry my Queen, but this is Sky the future Moon Goddess." Macey seemed to be very nervous talking to the Queen. "Aah I see. Let me guess your here because of the war to come am I correct?" I nodded, showing confidence.

Viola. Graceful. Calm. The Queen Mother beside her. Strong. Unshaken. And then Him. Idra. Standing near the center. His gaze lifts. And locks onto mine. The room fades. Just for a moment. Then A voice rises above the noise. Smooth. Unfamiliar. And far too interested. “So,” the man says, stepping forward, his eyes fixed on me. “This is the new queen.” My breath catches. Because there is something in his gaze Something dark Something dangerous That tells me This night Is not going to end well.

Freida straightened and crossed her arms. "Hello," she greeted. Freida answered with a curt nod. Her gaze was serious. Erica's smile faltered. She had made sure that her mental barrier was up. "So..." she tried to strike a conversation unable to guess what was in the older woman's mind. Freida regarded her silently before saying, "I have received the information that my son's mate and the future Luna Queen is a mage. Is it true?"

she explains with a shrug and slightly bored look on her face. “Go watch after Raven and her sister, do your best to keep them safe, she’s our only chance at overthrowing his Highness. I already plan to cover it with glamour so Orin won’t see, he’ll just think it’s a fling,” I instruct Freya, knowing she is the best person for the job as she is extraordinarily skilled with glamour and compulsion. “If I do this for you, I’m done, I want a new life away from our King… my fucking father,” Freya firmly speaks, as her eyes go to the stairs making me focus noticing footsteps in the distance.

“Take care of her for me.” “On my life.” He swore as I turned and headed straight for the elevator. I could hear Freya trying to follow after me, but Darcia and the others caught her before she could move. Freya was a strong woman, a powerful witch, but she was also the future Luna and Cameron’s mate. I couldn’t risk anything when it came to Freya.

I’ll just pretend he can’t see me. “Kataleya!” I look up sharply, turning to see Sky walking or more like running towards us. She’s wearing a black jumpsuit with a silver belt, and she hugs me tightly. “I am so damn happy to see you again! If we weren’t here, I’d sure ask a billion questions,” she whispers, moving back after she squeezes me again. She smiles at me, and seeing the way her hair is brushed back and the diamonds in her ears, I’m reminded that she isn’t just my twin sister, Sky, but the Solaris’ King’s Lycan Queen.

She turned her head to look at me, her expression clear and cold, the moon hanging high in the sky, casting a halo of light upon her, making her appear like a moon goddess, while I felt like a humble sinner awaiting her judgment. A gust of wind swept through, tousling her hair, and then I heard Freya's voice merge with the wind as she said, "Kingsley, I, Freya, of the Dark Moon Pack, hereby to reject you as my mate, Kingsley Wright, from the Dark Moon Pack."

But the most important movement came from the royal box. Kandrix appeared first, leaping down into the ring, eyes wild with emotion. Jasper followed, falling to his knees beside her. Louis wrapped her in his arms. “You did it,” Kandrix whispered. “No,” Freya said hoarsely. “We did it.” ************************************************ Later that night, the Council chamber held its vote. The Elders were silent. Until one by one, they stood. “I recognize Freya Simon Altamirano as Luna.” “I recognize her as the Queen.”

Eve stepped closer, her voice cold and commanding, “I Eve King, Your Queen demands you to be.on. Your. Knees.” The word rang out like thunder. Gasps echoed across the hall, and I could feel the ripple of shock coursing through the crowd. My smirk widens. Did she just used the Queen card? Smart girl. Freya couldn’t decline her Queens order. Freya looks around for help,her eyes lock on me. I raised my glass in silent amusement. In approval. I wasn’t going to stop this. Not when it was just getting so entertaining. She knew better to abide.

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...?