Who Killed Freya In The Originals Novels & Stories

But he didn’t. Freya’s face twisted in rage and pain. “You and your grandmother forced him! You’re both responsible for his death. I know you killed him!” she cried out, and her whole body shook violently. “Freya, please. Calm down,” I said, stepping a bit closer. Her eyes flicked to me, glassy and full of tears. “Ma’am… you didn’t even know,” she said, her voice softer now shaky, filled with betrayal. “You don’t know who he is…”

He was that merciless. “She’s dead.” Beta Caleb muttered, looking terrified as if he also didn’t want that to happen. Freya’s body was lying lifelessly on the floor. It didn’t last for long. A pulse rippled through the air, and Freya’s supposed dead body started convulsing, catching everyone’s attention. Her body stirred violently, claws out, eyes snapping open as she sat up, shining a bright gold. Alpha Torin released Luna Athena mindlessly and she fell with a thud.

I was about to turn and walk away when I heard a voice that rose above the whispers. "We should not prolong it," the voice said in annoyance. "Shh, lower your bloody voice, Viktor," Freya replied. "When do you plan to do it then?" Viktor asked. "I will when he is more relaxed with me. I can kill him then. You know how Jarrod can be," Freya said. I gasped in horror. Was that what Freya had been planning all along? She was going to kill Jarod? "We need to kill Jarod fast, without—"

“Hendrix used to teach me to swim, but I never learned. So he trained me how to breathe underwater. I can hold my breath under the water for thirty minutes.” “Even so. I was so worried about you. I thought you were the one in your car and you were hit by the truck.” “Truck?” I asked, confused. “Freya didn’t die in an explosion, but in a car accident. She met a truck that lost its brakes and crashed into it.” I can breathe a sigh of relief knowing that I was not the cause of Freya’s death. ***** ***** .. .. .. .. .. .. .. .. .. .. ..

“How long was I gone?” “Four days,” I said. Her eyes went wide. “Four days? It felt… longer. Way longer.” “What happened in there?” George asked. “Where’d you go?” Freya’s face shadowed. “I was stuck. Inside my own head. There was this… thing. A piece of me I’d locked away and forgotten.” She met my eyes. “I killed someone, Dane. Three years back. Some guy hunting me for the goddess blood. My power just… ended him. And I buried the whole thing so deep I didn’t remember.”

I guess starting from the beginning was the best, “I’m Freya, my father was her cousin Sirus Wallace.” “Was?” she whispered. I nodded, “He passed away earlier this year, like six months or so ago-” “He’s dead?” I nodded and continued, “Yes, but he left me-” “How did he die?” “He-” “When exactly?” Pausing, I looked her up and down, “Are you Rosetta?” She nodded. My hands shot to my mouth as I gasped. “I’m so sorry! I didn’t mean to-” “Six months ago?” she sighed.

“Dorian—” “I will rather die than love someone like you again, Octavia.” With that I storm away, ignoring her screaming my name. ******* FREYA'S POV I struggle to keep my eyes open just as I feel weakness spread throughout my body. No, i can't let go yet. Not like this. I still have unfinished business. The iron bars creaks open and I don't bother raising my head to know who it is. Footsteps stops beside the table where I slain, strapped with leather straps that bite into my skin.

Immediately, Oscar took out his dagger and stabbed Samona on the throat before my eyes. “Ar-” I didn't get the opportunity to scream out before Tyler covered my mouth with his wide palm. “I'm sorry, Freya. You didn't have to see this. But this is the only way to keep you safe.”

And this made me believe in her. Saving Alex and Xandra depends on her now. I could see the love she had for the twins. The worry on her face was obvious. These few days she had lost a few pounds. I loved her for caring so much for our babies. Gabriel told me Freya killed Lord Samuel. I was furious. How dare he try to claim Freya? Freya even did good by killing him and letting his guards or people recover his body. If I was the one who killed him. There would be no corpse to recover because I would have reaped him to pieces.

Athena looked at her lovingly and said. “My daughter will be called “Freya” as it is the name of Goddess of love, beauty, war, and death. My daughter’s birth will bring peace and prosperity into your tribe for a long time Eos and it will be so till she leaves you one day for she has to fulfill the purpose of her life’s but she will return after the period of exile and restore your glory.” “Freya! What a beautiful name.” Ariana said taking her into her arms and kissing her forehead then looked at both Eos and Athena and said.” Freya Glaros.”