Skyrim Mercer Frey Novels & Stories

The chains were made of silver. The moment I released him, he fell into my arms. I hugged him and would have lifted him off the floor had someone not stepped in. I turned, frowning, when Ryder dragged a man inside. He tossed him to the floor as Sophia walked in. “That's him,” Ryder said, gesturing to the bloody man with a scar that ran from his hairline to his lips. “We killed off his minions and reserved this one for you like you asked.” “How did you find him?”

“You stare like you’ve seen a ghost” I blinked away, heat creeping up my cheeks. “Sorry. Just surprised” He leaned closer and held out a hand under the desk. "I'm Mason from the Silver-Mist pack. And if looks could kill, your brother would have turned me into a rug three minutes ago for just sitting next to you." I looked back at Ryker. He was staring directly at us now, his pen stilled in his hand. His expression hadn't changed, but his lips had tightened. I turned back to Mason. "You’ve got it wrong. He isn’t that concerned. He hates me.” I whispered the last part then clasped his hands extended for a shake. “I’m Freya”

"We have thousands of able bodied soldiers who would die for my cause and you bring an outsider?" "You have thousands of able bodied soldiers but none of them would die for your cause," Freya corrected. "You seem to have forgotten how they reacted to the news of her disappearance. They all wanted something in return to find her." "And Hermes is any different?" I frowned. "Does he look to you like he would run off to face that bastard Xavier and rescue my daughter for free?" "He looks even more expensive than all of your men," Freya replied. "He would cost you a fortune, but he has something that I have not seen amongst any of your soldiers in years."

There was a soft knock on the door and a young boy appeared, "Is the Archon Alpha back to normal?" Dom turned around, "Yes, Freyge. You may come in." Freyge was the healer werewolf, an omega of the pack who tended to the werewolf’s health. What he couldn’t match in combat, he provided in healing. Freyge stepped into the room and surveyed Valencia silently. “How’s the wound now?”

This allowed different instances to choose an emissary for a raid or recruitment, previously Sana had done the same to hire Dora during their first rift. "That's amazing! Good job! That means you'll get stronger teammates, right? That solves Dora's dependence problem!" Mercy jumped in her chair while Dora shook his head in confusion. Freya glanced at the Shining Sword members and smiled mockingly. "Actually, I don't think it's good news for them." "Huh? Why? There are so many benefits... Wait..." "Do you understand now? She's the one who's recruited, not the others." A silence settled in the room. All the members looked confused, Leon, in his chair, was almost trembling even though his face

Kingsley's POV Freya sank into deep contemplation after hearing Eric's words. She then lifted her head, gazing at Eric, and remarked, "It appears that everything goes well as we planned." Eric nodded, wearing a serious expression. "Throughout this time, I've been maintaining secret communication with my brother Henry and Mavis," Freya revealed. "Initially, I requested my brother to approach Mavis as the Moonlight Pack's Alpha, offering resources and support to the Snowwolf Pack."

I hissed. He paused, rubbing his chin as he turned to look at me. He chuckled, shaking his head. “Good try trying to change the subject,” he said, turning to Jason. “I am so disappointed that you tried to convince me she has two mates,” he said to Jason as he turned around, walking towards his men who had taken Frey. “I will find out on my own:” He barked ‘Frey... Please’, I pleaded with Jason “You are not to touch any of my people!” Jason ordered as he finally came to stand by my side.

she sobbed. " Freya!” Iyaki warned and she burst into fresh tears. “They'll kill me. I really want to but I can't… I really can't…” " You will die, anyways so I advise… " “Eric, please…" Iyaki interrupted and the man scoffed, looking away with annoyance. “If you can tell us who sent you, I promise you will be pardoned." Freya continued sobbing, “You don't understand. I really can't… she'll kill me…”

Good thing is the frost bite was slowly disappearing and she now had some feeling in her hands as for my own side effect…lets just leave that as a story for another day. “I couldn’t even focus much…that dang chimera incident is driving me crazy. Morgan couldn’t find anything about a beta Morgan…like seriously, couldn’t the idiot leave a last name too!” I was off into my rant as I took a sip of Damien’s hot chocolate to quench my thirst. “Hey…get your own,” Damien tried getting his hot chocolate back but Freya came to my defense just on time. “Don’t be stingy , Damien. Just look at her,she looks horrible and definitely needs it more than you do,”

Vaemond’s excitement was palpable as he approached Freya, eager to share the news of Felicity’s offer. “Hey, Freya,” he greeted her with a beaming smile. “Felicity promised to make me faster and stronger, just like Cain, using her magic.” Freya forced a smile, though her discomfort was evident in her eyes. “Oh, really?” she replied, trying to sound supportive despite her reservations. “Yes! Can you imagine it?” Vaemond exclaimed. “I’ll finally be able to end Cain once and for all!”