Freya Powers の小説・ストーリー

“You’re an omega, after all. No one with any sense will want a filthy Omega.” Omega. He spat the word like an insult, but I couldn’t even understand or care about what he was saying. I just wanted out! “Release me immediately.” I gritted my teeth. “You can’t do this.” “It’s already done.” My nails dug into my palms. This wasn’t real. This wasn’t happening. I wasn’t a bloody omega or whatever. I wasn’t some property to be sold. I was Freya Vaughn. And I would destroy every single person who thought they could take away my freedom.

A knock came on the door as Freya walked Into the room. “You wanted to see me?” She asked me as I nodded my head. “I need you to do something for me” I said to her as she lowered her head waiting for further instructions. “I need you to find travel with Tyler to Ancient Moon pack. While you are there can you look into these people?” I said to her giving her a list of people she was meant to be looking into. I learnt that she can’t use her power if the person is far so she needed to travel.

Edwina was my target. Freya knew what she was doing when she asked me to eat her liver raw while she was dying. I have some unexplainable power. My strength is unimaginable. It seems like the powers that way in me were before and now it had been awakened by something I can’t explain I feel like some forces move with me hence the spirits of speech.

Her widened eyes blinked at Blaire, already knowing the answer was wanting Blaire to admit it, thereby indirectly accepting her unspoken offer to help. Freya was a nice girl; despite being of a high rank, she was like a kid in a candy store who could easily turn into a sly vixen whenever she pleased, especially when she was horny. Her aura when faced with something serious was also different, but other than that, she preferred to take on the resemblance of a child. She smiled a lot, and her fascination when presented with something new and different was almost…

"Freya, I am as to blame for the state of our supernatural community, than any other. Long ago, to keep my moon realm alive, I asked for help from a powerful warlock. He and his coven were able to feed me and my realm enough power for decades. In return, I kept them safe from werewolves and vampires. Once the older witches and warlocks aged, then died off, the younger members felt their deal died along with them. They refused to help me any longer. So, I began kidnapping their children, using the powerful and discarding the weak." She raised her head up to look at me, her bright white hair almost covering her eyes. Through a few strands of her hair, I could see the glisten of tears that were

Freya uttered, getting off the bed. “Tell me.” Ariel smiled. “I am going to his house tonight.” Freya started and then Ariel looked at her with raised brows. “Calm down, I don't like men at all, remember?” Freya smirked and then continued. “I am going to his house as a maid tonight, and I will prepare him a drink with Viagra. Then you can come in and you two would have sex. We both know you don't have a womb but you can pretend to be pregnant. He would have no choice.” Freya smiled, in love with her plan.

Shadows screamed and twisted, but the creatures pressed on, relentless, calculating, aware that hesitation could be fatal. Eva’s pulse synchronized with the rhythm of her power. She struck again, then again, the Flame and Shadow weaving a deadly dance of light and darkness. Each movement required precision, awareness, and trust in her own instincts. Her mind and body became one with the energy surging through her, a living storm of power.

she responded, pointing out Bria's claws and the hair that covered a part of her face. "Her wolf was trying to fight through something, and her eyes are nearly pale. She's unconscious now but I'll see what I can do." Freya closed her eyes briefly and then placed her hands on Bria's limp body. What looked like golden wisps of smoke swirled from the point where she made contact with Bria's skin. Knowing there was nothing he could do at that moment, Alpha Gideon watched with what seemed to be a look of awe on his face as his eyes bounced from Freya's hands to her face.

he said, turning to address the council instead of me, his voice pitched to fill the entire hall, “I can no longer allow someone who would fabricate lies against her own family, who would humiliate this bloodline in front of our allies, to continue to hold a place of honor within it.” The room had gone utterly silent again, that same taut, waiting silence from before the slap. “Effective tonight,” he said, “Freya Ashford is stripped of her title as this pack’s daughter.“​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​

Even after all she had done. The wolf lunged. Freya’s hand moved on instinct, slamming the car door open. She sprinted toward Caleb and Amelia just as the feral beast’s teeth snapped at air, missing Caleb by inches. Freya didn’t stop to think. Her powers surged through her like wildfire; uncontrolled and raw. She thrusted her hand forward, and the earth cracked. Vines erupted from beneath the forest floor, wrapping around the wolf’s legs and yanking it back mid-pounce.