Skyrim Mercer Frey Novels & Stories

Freya I bit my tongue to stop myself from apologising, to stop myself from thanking him yet again. All that would do is give him mixed signals, and as much as I wished things could be different, i knew my place in the world and it wasn’t here playing princess to a delta. “Jackson, our head warrior, would like to speak to you if you feel up to it. I said I would ask but feel free to say no, you don’t have to do anything you don’t want to.” He stated pointedly and I nodded.

“It’s nice to meet you all.” A man from the elf army walked towards me his dark brown hair was long and braided down his back, but the sides of his head were bald, he had the same high cheekbones and pointed chin that Tyr had but he had broader shoulders and was a few inches taller than Tyr his eyes were a pale blue that almost looked white. “This is General Moon.” Tyr introduced him. “Call me Frey,” he smiled at my sisters and me. “Why are you running from the Goblin army?” Tyr asked me.

Alpha Braden of Lily pack had heard of the disappearance of Freya who was the mate to Emory, His Beta’s son. He and Draco has a great relationship with the Beta because they were all friends as they grew up so he wanted to console him. Draco also is a very loyal servant to the palace and the pack at large even though he was not a messenger but he is more like a great advisor to the Alpha who has a solution to issues most times.

Freya would have felt pity for the Anomaly, if the thing hadn't nearly torn her limb from limb just a moment ago. Certain that the Summoned Beast could handle the Anomaly, Freya turned to her saviour. He sat on the edge of a rock a few feet above, black coat flying in the breeze, with a disinterested expression on his irritatingly handsome face. Jester Lee. Master Necromancer. Rookie of the Year. Every woman's unattainable fantasy. Arrogant prick. "You're late," Frey said, making her way up the slope towards him. "You're ungrateful," he replied, looking even more disinterested than before.

" we haven't heard anything about your families and friends , And you have been reported missing for quite sometime ...." Loveth cuts him off quickly " I am an orphan and I happened to be sold to a mercenary by my foster father . So kindly move on to something else. I no longer have business with my past ." Loveth crossed her legs as she waited for the next question even though she knew she had given too much information to the public and right now a part of her solemnly regretted it but it was too late already . " So lastly we hope you will honour our invitation next time ."

“Good catch, Freya. Most warriors miss disturbed ground when there’s no obvious trail to follow. You didn’t.” The praise landed warm in my chest, it was unexpected given how carefully he’d avoided speaking to me directly since the springs. I caught the flicker of surprise on Mara’s face too, which she quickly smoothed into approval, and a quiet pride straightened my spine at the simple, unadorned respect in both their expressions.

I stuttered. “I’m dead, technically. I thought Aiden was on our side. He led me out of the pack all in the name of finding the Luna. But he killed me while I was defending Frey.” He explained with forlornness in his eyes. “Frey is alive.” I said with a hopeful smile, and he nodded. “Yes, and I'm certain she's headed to the Rogue's pack.” Valor patted my shoulder. A lone tear escaped his eyes, and he hugged and held me tightly.

She leaned on Frey's hand, resting her face to her loving touch. "Once we step in Hymir we couldn't touch you this way. Hymir is different from here, you are the ruler there." Morrigan looked at the ring on her thumb. Caressing it with her fingers as the burden of being a leader slowly sinks in her. "I know... That is why I wanted to hold you as much as I can." Morrigan nestled in Frey's shoulder as she hug her. "Without you two, I won't be able to survive." She heaved a sigh, embracing Frey tighter. "Thank you..." She whispered. Her voice is full of gratitude and appreciation to the couple who took her in and treated her like their own daughter.

“You multiply, destroy the forests, and try to hunt what you do not understand. Oakhaven was a necessary cleansing. Now spare me your moral sermons and point out on the map the supply routes of your people. If you do, your stay here will be… less permanent.” “You speak as if you’re offering me a choice,” Freya let out a bitter laugh, leaning forward as far as the ropes around her wrists allowed. “But I’ve already seen what your ‘mercy’ means. I saw you standing in that village, watching the flames as if they were a spectacle. You are a monster, Cedrik. And not because of the wolf inside you. It’s because of what you chose to become.”

Note: Autumn's name had been changed into FREYA. Thanks. ------------- FREYA: Alpha Percival was not that bad. He reminded me so much of an old man who only wanted the best for his grandchildren. But I could not deny the fact that being around him made my heart at ease. It felt as if whatever things that life may throw at me, it would not faze me at all just because I had this man beside me. Especially if he was laughing like this. The wrinkles around his eyes as he shook his shoulders from laughing was making my heart flutter.