Sky Queen Frey Novels & Stories

" Then she realized it was a foolish thought because her dad could easily call them and they would definitely answer. She had to convince her dad on her feelings. She understood she was the heir and hence needed to find a mate quickly. Any pack would be pleased to join packs with the Blue moon pack due to their strong abilities. If a connection could be faked , many packs would have probably done it. This was a main reason she had to be careful even in selecting their allies. She decided to include her best female friend Ariana. Her best friend is the daughter of the Purple Earth pack. They were known as the second most powerful pack. Her friend is very strong. She is known to be able to tak

The Queen’s eyes sweep the group, landing on Liam and softening, then hardening again. “Rise, all of you,” the Queen says. “I want to see my daughters’ faces.” Zayla stands, flanked by Bella, Liam, Jenifer, Alex, and Amanda. The Queen’s gaze lingers on Bella’s jaw, the tilt of her chin, and a faint line of pride. Then, she moves to Zayla, inspecting the violet shimmer of her scales. “So. You have shifted. Congratulations. Few survive the first time without… incident.”

I just want this to be over and done with, maybe when I die all these pain will go. I heard mocking laughter above my head and looked up only to see Freya. Freya is the daughter of the current beta and soon to be Luna. She's everything I am not- beautiful blue eyes with shiny blonde hair, killer body, glowing skin, strong and extremely wicked. She stood there with her minions looking at me with pity? I couldn't quite place what that emotion in her eye is. She laughed all of a sudden and kicked me in the stomach. She pulled my hair and slapped me making me fall back on the floor.

Like sisters, maybe? “Pshaw,” the queen flicked a wrist and the sirens around her cringed back, “This is nothing. That infernal bird riled everyone up again. We had to do something.” “You mean the Lightning Bird, Astrapi?” said Ilyria. The queen’s eyes widened. “Delightful,” she said, walking toward Ilyria. Ilyria sensed Madame Skia’s panic but stood her ground. Up close the queen was disconcerting. Her flesh hung grey and loose but her eyes were sharp and of a quite beautiful mauve hue, edged in long dark lashes. “I smell it on her,” she said, sniffing Ilyria. She turned to Madame Skia. “Have she and the bird been … intimate yet?”

The pain was a part of me now, as familiar as breathing. “Are you alright?” he asked, his voice filled with concern as he knelt beside me. I nodded weakly, though I wasn’t alright. My entire body felt like it was on fire, and the fever had taken hold of me again, making everything blur at the edges. “I… I don’t understand,” I murmured, my voice barely above a whisper. “Why are you doing this? Why are you calling me queen?” Tariq’s blue eyes met mine. “Because you are a queen, Leah. You don’t remember yet, but you’re meant for something greater than this. Kayden and Selena, they have tried to break you, but you’re stronger than they know.”

“I need to know what I stand to gain and how would you know if this would work out or not. Also, I need to know how you intend to snatch a throne that doesn’t belong to you. Everyone knows our family isn’t from the royal line. So humor me.” “I am royal if that is what you are thinking. After all, I am the present Luna Queen, if I birth a child, your children are cousins to the throne.” “But you don’t have one,” Levi uttered. Finding every means to remind her of her situation. Freya scoffed in frustration. “Why are you such a pest?” “It is soothing to see you unsettled.” “I will let that slide. But if you keep up with your disrespect, I won’t involve you anymore.”

Then, he asked her, “May I ask how old are you?” “I just turned sixteen the other week,” Clarissa responded. “Belated happy birthday then! You are simply perfect. You are the one I have been looking for – a precious gem and a gorgeous model. And someday, you will be our future beauty queen,” Bamby expressed himself happily. “But, why me?” Clarissa sought an explanation. “Why? Well, sweetheart, has somebody told you that you looked like that former Spanish Miss Universe, Ampara Muñoz?” Bamby said.

Freya’s POV Maybe I shouldn’t have asked that question. Killian’s heart already belonged to someone else. Freedom was the only thing I wanted now. “Freya…” Mrs. Queen came beside me again. I mustered a quick smile, noticing the little group tailing after her. Mrs. Queen might just be the key I needed to break into elite society. “This is the genius who saved my daughter.” I gave a small nod as the ladies circled me. “Wow, so beautiful. I didn’t know Alpha Killian had a wife?” It was a red-headed lady. Her gown was flawless, just like her skin—pale as snow. A thick designer scarf draped over her shoulder and wrapped around her neck.

"You can't do that, Freya. He made his intentions clear. He fully intent to make her his queen." Freya wailed at that. "Don't you dare tell me that. She will never become a queen. She's a fucking vampire." "Freya, calm down." "Curse you! How dare you even tell me to calm down? How can you stay so composed even after seeing him with her?" She wiped her tears. "He could have anyone from this kingdom if he didn't want me. But why her? She's a fucking leech." "Let's not talk about this."

We are the only one here aside from Preston and Astrid; everyone has been moved to the courtyard. “Who in the hell are you and what do you want?” I seethe out, my voice hard. “Oh, you don’t know me. Why don’t I give you a proper introduction about everything that truly happened.” She says; running a hand along the table, where part of Orion’s blood is splattered. “I am Queen Freya, in charge of my weyr.” That means, that makes her a dragon. Weyrs are like packs and Freya is a dragon, but I don’t know her.