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Four Years - Fenrys Moonbeam

Y/N and Fenrys had an on again off again relationship from the moment they met in Skull's Bay until the end of the war when she disappeared, four years later he finds her and his peace.

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"Y/N?" You froze, you'd know that voice anywhere, Fenrys. The male that owned more of you than he was even aware of. Your heart kicked in your chest as you scanned the windows of your little cottage before turning to face him. "Hello, Fenrys." His face broke out into that dazzling smile of his as he rushed towards you, sweeping you into his arms and spinning you around. "I can't believe I found you." He breathed into your hair. "You've been this close the whole time." You cringed. "You've been looking for me?" You asked him, praying the cottage door stayed closed. "Of course I have, since the moment I knew you'd left." You studied his face. "Four years? You've been looking for me for four years?" You breathed out, your lungs felt like they weren't working and your heart was racing. You'd longed for him every night, in the darkness of your room, by the time morning rolled around you'd convinced yourself leaving was the correct thing.

"Can we talk?" He asked, you'd never really seen him unsure of himself, not when you were concerned. "About what?" He couldn't come into the cottage, that you would not allow. "Why you left? Why you ran from me?" His eyes betrayed him and showed you exactly how much you had hurt him by leaving. It was the right thing to do, he deserved better than what you could give him. "It was the right thing to do, the war was over, it was time to move on, find somewhere to settle." He flinched. "I'd have come with you-" You cut him off, "I couldn't let you do that." His face was full of confusion. "Little one, I'd have followed you anywhere." He told you gently as he cupped your face, wiping a tear from your cheek that you hadn't even realised had fallen. "What happened that scared you so much that you ran from me?" You were about to open your mouth, lie to him, tell him you'd met someone else during the war, but the cottage door swung open and you were cut off, "Mama!"

Fenrys froze, withdrew his hand from your cheek, then tensed, his eyes shot over your shoulder, taking in the little blonde girl running towards you. "Mama?" He all but whispered, there was no denying it, so you nodded. "Yes." The little girl skidded to a stop next to you and thrust her hand towards Fenrys. "I'm Freya!" She grinned a toothy grin at him. Fenrys shot you another look before he sank to his knees and took her hand, and kissed it like the courtier he is, "It's lovely to meet you, Miss Freya, I'm Fenrys." She gasped at him, "That's like my name!" He chuckled at her, "It sure is!" She smiled up at him. "Are you a friend of my Mama's?" She asked, "I am, your mama is very important to me." She raised an eyebrow at him, "She is?" He nodded, "Yes, she is." She looked between you and Fenrys, debating the new information that she'd just received, Fenrys studied her while she did, the hair, the eyes, her name, his eyes met yours in a silent question that you didn't get time to answer as Freya had finished appraising the two of you and tugged on his hand, "Tea!" She let go of his hand and ran back into the cottage. "I guess you're invited for tea." You told him quietly.

Fenrys stood, "Freya?" He asked, grasping your wrist to stop you from walking away from him. "Yes, Freya, that's her name." You answered, not meeting his eyes. "How old is she, Y/N?" Still not looking at him, you shrugged, "It's not important." He placed two fingers under your chin and he gently directed your eyes to his, "Yes it is, Y/N, she's mine isn't she? That's why you left?" Taking a shaky breath, you let the tears fall, "You deserved more, you'd just won a war and gained your freedom and I couldn't shackle you to me like that." He let out a breath "Shackled?" You nodded, "You'd been through so much Fenrys, the trauma from Maeve, what happened to Connall, Aelin's torture, Gavriel's death, you needed to heal, you needed to be free and I knew if I told you that you would've done the honourable thing and you'd have married me and taken us both on, it wasn't fair." He scoffed, "So it was fair for me to lose you and not know why? To look for you for four years, to find you only to learn I've missed the birth of my daughter? The first, what, three and a half years of her life?" You tensed as you heard a smash in the house and a quiet "Oops." You pulled your wrist from his hand, "Can we talk about this later please? When she's asleep? Your daughter wants to have tea, will you join us?" His eyes roamed your face once more and he nodded and followed you into the house.

To say Freya was besotted with Fenrys was an understatement, in the course of one afternoon she'd absolutely fallen in love with him and he her. You knew already, despite the fact you kept her from him, he wouldn't be kept away from her anymore, he'd dote on her and he'd never let her want for anything. You watched them through the kitchen window, chasing each other in the garden. Freya couldn't believe her eyes when Fenrys had taken her outside and turned into a wolf before her. She'd spent half an hour sitting on his back as he ran around the garden with her as she shrieked with delight. Now back as a male he chased her and threw her up in the air every time he caught her. Sighing, you turned away from the window, questioning the decision you had made for the first time. He looked more alive now playing with Freya than you'd ever seen him, but then you hadn't seen him in the last four years.

Fenrys stayed for dinner, he looked surprised by your invitation but he graciously accepted and ate with one hand as the other was keeping Freya balanced on his lap. You'd asked her to sit in her own chair and she'd refused, Fenrys certainly wasn't about to ask her to move so you picked your battle, fight with the child about where she sat for dinner, or fight the bigger fight of getting her to go to bed and leave Fenrys. You chose the latter, deciding you didn't have the energy for both and then the conversation that was bound to happen with Fenrys once she was asleep.

Conversation flowed surprisingly easy between the two of you over dinner, he told you of Aedion and Lysandra's wedding, and their baby boy whom they'd named after Gavriel. He told you about Lorcan and Elide who were happily married and had their own babe on the way and of the three children Rowan and Aelin had been blessed with. Chaol and Yrene had a girl, she'd roughly be the same age as Freya and Dorian had finally convinced Manon to marry him. By the time he finished you had tears in your eyes and he was holding your hand across the table, dinner forgotten. "Sad, mama?" Freya's tired little voice asked you, "No baby, mama is happy that her friends got their happy endings." The little girl smiled at you softly and snuggled herself further into Fenrys' chest and yawned.

"I should put her to bed." You said as you wiped your eyes and stood, he looked down at the little girl curled into his chest, "Can I…I mean…would it be alright if-" You smiled at him softly. "Fenrys, would you like to put her to bed?" He gave you a small smile back, "Thank you." You nodded at him, "Top of the stairs, end of the hallway, I'll make some tea, I guess we should talk." He nodded this time. "Don't forget, Wolfie." You added, he lifted an eyebrow and you handed him a stuffed wolf teddy from the side. It was white, just like he was. "I made sure you were around, in small ways." He said nothing as he headed up the stairs and you couldn't help the galloping in your chest at how domestic it all was, at how this was what you had always dreamed of with him.

You hovered nervously at the bottom of the stairs, listening to the low rumble of Fenrys' voice as he told Freya a story as she'd requested, your heart cracked when you realised he was telling her the story of the two of you, he'd made you a princess and he was a knight, cursed to work for the evil queen. He trailed off halfway through, she must've fallen asleep. "Goodnight, little love." You heard him speak lowly, "Have the most wonderful dreams, I'm here now, I'll keep you and your mama safe, always." You heard Freya's bedroom door close and you threw yourself back into the kitchen and into a chair at the table, where you'd already made tea and had sliced some pieces of cake you'd made that afternoon while they played.

"Is that lemon cake?" Fenrys asked as he took the seat opposite you, "You told me once it was your favourite, so I made it while you played with Freya this afternoon." His smiles were still clipped but he gave you one nonetheless, "It still is." You put a piece on a plate and pushed it towards him. "You didn't have to do this on your own, Y/N. I would've been there, I would've wanted to be there." You nodded slowly. "It's going to sound ridiculous, but I wanted you to want me for me, not because I was carrying your child. I didn't want you to stay with me for the baby, so I left. I wanted you to be able to live, Fen, to have a life and your freedom." He leveled you with a look, "You were my life! Hell, you still are, I've looked for you for four years!" You shrank into your chair. "I can never make up for what I did, in keeping her from you, and you from her, I convinced myself it was the right thing to do and I was wrong. I'm sorry Fenrys. I should've told you, I was scared, I was 23 and pregnant and I let the fear win." He took a deep breath, "I'm not going to argue with you, it's done, we can't change it, but I need you both in my life, do you understand that, there was something I should've told you as well, I was going to the night you left, we're mates, you and I, my soul belongs to you and yours to me. I will not be kept away from either of you anymore."

"Come back to the castle with me? Freya has cousins that will adore her, you have friends that miss you, plus, out of all the kids, we made the cutest one and I need to rub that in Rowan and Aedion's faces." You let out a tearful laugh, "I never stopped loving you, Fen." He smiled, properly this time, "I know, little one." You smiled back at him, "We'll come with you." Fenrys stood from his chair and walked round the table to you and pulled you in his arms. "We'll pack up what you need and leave in a few days, I want some interrupted time with my girls first." You smiled up at him, "We can tell her tomorrow, that your her father, if you want." A little gasp pulled both of your attention to the stairs. "Daddy?" Fenrys crouched so he was at her level. "Yes, little love, I'm your daddy, is that okay?" She beamed his own smile at him and ran into his open arms.

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Broken Promises - Fenrys Moonbeam

A/N: I thought I'd try something different and write for the TOG characters! There's not enough fics on here about them and Fenrys is my favourite lil wolf boy ❤️ This could definitely have a part 2 if people want it! I hope you like it!❤️

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The last place you thought you'd be was chasing ghosts with three fae males and another human girl, but here you were. All for that insufferable wolf. The one you couldn't shake from the moment you'd met him in Skull's Bay. Not to mention the young Queen of Terrasen who Rowan Whitethorn would hunt to the ends of the earth for, the four of you in tow.

It had been the most exhausting two months of your life, how Elide coped you didn't know, Gavriel's kindness in using his magic to brace her ankle was only a small part of it you were sure. How Rowan endured the empty mating bond was again a mystery. The other mystery that haunted you was why you so desperately needed to go with them, why you needed the wolf to be safe. He'd made his choices, he'd sworn himself to Maeve, he'd done this to himself and he'd broken his promises to you and he'd broken you in the process, but still you went.

Sea air caressed your face as you sat on deck watching the sun disappear in the horizon. You sensed him seconds before he sat next to you and drawled, "Mind if I join you?" You met his onyx eyes, "It appears you already have, Lord Fenrys." He snorted at that. "Just Fenrys, I'm no Lord." You smiled at him slightly and looked back out to the water, "How did you come to be such a close companion of the King?" He asked, looking over his shoulder at Dorian.

"Our mothers are friends, we are close in age so growing up, Dorian would be running around causing chaos, Chaol running behind him trying to fix whatever Dorian broke and I'd be behind both of them, just wanting to be involved." Fenrys chuckled, "I can picture that, the three of you being nightmares." You smiled as a memory hit, "Once, when we were 7, a boy from a visiting noble family pushed me over in the courtyard and poured his juice all over me because I wanted to play with them. He told me I was to be a Lady not a Knight and therefore I couldn't play Knights with them, when I refused he pushed me as hard as he could then poured his juice all over my new dress, I still have the scar on my knee. Dorian punched him so hard his nose broke and demanded he apologise and replace my dress. We were both screaming so loud our mothers thought we were being attacked, when they found us Chaol and Dorian were holding me and telling me I could be anything I wanted to be, if I wanted to be a knight, Chaol would train me himself and Dorian would name me the Kings Knight." Fenrys laughed then, a proper laugh, loud enough that Dorian, Aelin and Rowan all peered over at the two of you from the conversation they'd been having. "And are you? The King's Knight?" He asked, you smiled again and shook your head, "No, that job was always Chaol's, I took a more subtle job, as a lady of the court, I always had information and I was always listening." He raised an eyebrow, "So she's a spy." You grinned, "Something like that."

A friendship had formed between the two of you after that, it wasn't exactly a secret that Gavriel and Fenrys were trusted very little by everyone on the ship but you, the two warriors had given you no reason not to trust them so you made them be your friends instead, Gavriel was full of kindness and sorrow, sorrow for the son that couldn't yet look at him let alone speak to him, instead he'd ask you questions about him so you told him what you knew of Aedion Ashryver, the Wolf of the North. Fenrys was full of mischief and witty comments, often using that strange place jumping power of his to scare the life out of you, but you couldn't deny you had started to grow a soft spot for both of them.

"Have you been to war?" You asked them one evening, watching the Wyvern who had landed on deck not long ago in wonder. "Many times." Gavriel confirmed. "Do we stand a chance at this one?" His eyes met yours. "Are you worried that you don't?" He asked gently. "I'm worried that I won't live long enough to find out. I've had some training, but it was mainly self defense, I don't know how to wield a sword or a bow." His eyebrows bunched but it was Fenrys who spoke, "You'll see the new world, Y/N, I'll train you the best I can, so will Gavriel and I won't leave your side when the time comes, nothing will happen to you." You met his eyes, staring at him as if you could see into his soul, "You promise?" Your voice sounding weaker than you intended it to. "I swear it." Deciding not to pull on that thread of a promise you asked, "Do you think he'll let me pet him?" Gavriel snorted a laugh but Fenrys had gone pale, "Do not touch the Wyvern, Y/N!" You grinned at him, "I'm not going to but I am going to ride a Wyvern before this war is over."

You'd known deep in your soul that it was an oath he couldn't keep, the blood oath he'd sworn would pull him away from you sooner or later. He'd tried his best though, to train you, to keep you safe.

The Stone Marshes was a despicable place, one that should've never been entered, yet here you were, panting on your back and gritting your teeth as Aedion prepared gods knew what for everyone to eat on your first night in them. "Again." Fenrys commanded as you pulled yourself from the ground, "If you can disarm me, you can disarm anyone." You gritted your teeth and stood your ground, preparing to strike again when Rowan called him away to start his watch, you'd take him his meal later you decided.

Dorian sidled up beside you, he'd been unusually quiet these past few days. "So…the wolf?" He questioned with a smirk and you felt your cheeks heat, "So…the witch?" You questioned back. His smirk turned feline. "Fair enough." You laughed at him. "There's nothing between us, he's training me, we're going to war, Dorian and Chaol isn't here to teach me." His face fell. "Why did you stay? In the castle with me?" He asked quietly, so you were doing this now then, the conversation that had yet to happen about why you'd stayed while he was enslaved by the collar. "Because Chaol couldn't." Dorian's eyes turned stormy, "Y/N-" You cut him off, "I didn't want you to be alone, Dorian. I didn't know if you were still in there, but if you were, I didn't want you to be alone." He smiled gently and took your hand, his movements tracked, you noticed, by the white haired witch across the fire and the White Wolf on the rocks above.

"I don't deserve the loyalty you and Chaol give me." You squeezed his hand and smiled at him gently, "We don't give it to you blindly, Dorian, we give it to you because we believe in you and the world you'll help create. I give it to you for the little boy who got in heaps of trouble for breaking a bullies nose for me when we were seven, I give it to you for rejecting any and all proposed marriage matches for me, for always making sure I have a choice, in every aspect of my life." He sighed, pulling you into his side, his movements still being tracked, "I feel like I haven't given you one in this. You're being dragged into a war, I should've found you somewhere safe." Pressing closer into his side you said, "I had a choice, I could've gone with Chaol and Nesryn, but they have eachother and you'd have been alone, I chose to stay with you." He kissed the top of your head then, and Manon tensed ever so slightly across the fire and the White Wolf above loped away.

You were sure you did not want to know what Aedion had served you for dinner, you'd agreed with Aelin when she asked to never be told what she was eating. Balancing a bowl of whatever Aedion had cooked up in one hand and a skin of water in the other you trugged up the slope to find Fenrys. Your right foot caught in a root and your left began to slide backwards when you felt a weight behind you, pushing you back upright. You turned and smiled at the wolf. "I bought you dinner, I don't know what it is, I thought best not to ask, but I don't know if you hunt and eat as a wolf but I didn't want you to be hungry if you didn't and I just assumed that you did," You were well aware you were rambling and you cringed at yourself. With a flash the wolf was a man again and he took the bowl from your hands. "Thank you, Y/N." You could feel the heat rising in your cheeks as he studied you, "Show me your footwork and the moves we went through yesterday while I eat?" He asked as he handed you the dagger from its sheath at his hip. So you did.

Halfway through the steps he asked, "So you and Dorian?" You stopped, "What about me and Dorian?" His eyes hardened, "You seemed very close earlier?" Was he jealous? "He asked me why I stayed in the castle after Chaol fled." He nodded once, "Why did you?" He asked, so you told him, "I don't think he remembers, I told him the scars on my face were from the castle shattering, but it was that thing inside him, trying to break him, he shouldn't have to live with that when it wasn't him that did it, not really" Fenrys clenched his jaw, "There's nothing like that between Dorian and I, not now." His eyebrows rose, "Not now?" Your cheeks heated again, "Well, there never really was, just this this one time when we were 16, we decided to have our first time together after too much wine, we thought it was a good idea to get it over and done with, to take the pressure away from it being with someone we were interested in romantically." He nodded again, "I don't regret it." You weren't sure why you felt the need to add that on but you did. "It was awful." You confessed and finally Fenrys laughed, "That's often the way with first times." You smiled at him, "I don't see him like that, nor does he see me like that." He took a breath and made another oath, "No one will touch you again." The conversation was left there, "Show me the steps once more then go and get some rest." That night and every other night spent in the Marshes, you woke to a White Wolf curled around you, one of its Onyx eyes open, always watching. It was never spoken about. Nor was it spoken about how Fenrys had thrown himself off of the rocks he was shooting arrows at the Ilken from when Aelin's power exploded and threw himself over you like a shield.

It hurt to think about what happened on the beach, you'd spotted Lorcan jump in a long boat heading to shore where he'd left Elide, Gavriel and Fenrys long gone, the blood oath calling them to their master you were sure. Elide had become your friend and you were teaching her how to read and write, so you jumped and swam. You couldn't imagine how much it hurt Rowan, to have arrived too late, you knew he'd have let himself be killed to get Aelin to safety. It gutted you to see the warriors powerless and it made you sick to your stomach as you watched Aelin be whipped over and over again, refusing to count.

Fenrys knew he was helpless from the moment he and Gavriel appeared right where Maeve had summoned them, he'd fought it for as long as he could, they both had. Before they'd used his power to jump from the boat he'd looked at her one last time, to find her already watching him, both betrayal and understanding shone in her eyes and he couldn't take it, so, like a coward, he'd grabbed Gavriel and they were gone.

The young Queen, his young Queen wasn't going to last, each whip sounded like the earth was shattering, Gavriel was still trying to right himself from the blood oath being ripped from him, Lorcan was doing the same, Elide was hissing at him like an angry cat, to fight it, to help Aelin, to do something, she pleaded with the witch as well. He wouldn't be so lucky, he knew that. Maeve wouldn't take the oath from him knowing how much he openly despised it. He didn't think he could despise it more until her scent hit him, she was coming and he couldn't stop her, she breezed past him, throwing herself at Maeve, his dagger in hand, the same one he'd handed her this morning, with another promise that he would be close by, the dark queen simply laughed at her and flicked her wrist as darkness slammed into Y/N and sent her flying backwards, he wasn't quick enough to stop the warning growl that left his throat and Maeve's smile turned snakelike.

"Fenrys," She crooned, "Keep your new pet controlled and on the ground." He gritted his teeth, he would not do it, he would not obey. He would not- "Would you rather I ask Cairn to give her the same treatment as my dear niece?" He was moving instantly, he pulled her up as gently as he could. "Please." She begged him quietly, "Don't do this, help her." Silver lined her eyes and Fenrys couldn't look at her. "Such a pretty face." Maeve purred as she dragged the tip of her dagger from Y/N's forehead to her jaw, not hard enough to draw blood but hard enough to be a warning to Fenrys. Instead Maeve struck her with her other hand. He swore he could hear Y/N's teeth rattle as her lip split, she struggled against him, absolute betrayal was all he saw in her face now. "Down, in the sand." Maeve commanded and so he pushed her down so she was lying face down in the sand, she had to hate him, he had to make sure she wouldn't follow, "You promised." She whimpered. Maeve laughed again, Aelin contained in her coffin, she commanded him to leave, his eyes met Gavriel's. Don't let her move, he willed his friend as he stood. Gavriel was there, pulling her up and into his chest as she shouted down the beach after him. "You swore!" Each word like a hot poker to his heart. "You swore you'd be here, that you wouldn't leave!" So Fenrys did the worst thing he could think of, he stopped next to Maeve who was watching him carefully, "I lied, pathetic human. You really thought I'd stay, for you?" He raised an eyebrow at her and saw his words hit their mark, saw her shrink into Gavriel's chest, then, to seal it, to truly break any trust or hope she had in him or for him, he turned to the dark queen and kissed her. "I missed you Majesty."

Fenrys woke with a jolt, Aelin watching him from the stone slab, a dream, it was a dream. She blinked at him. I am here, I am with you. It was either dreams of her, or his brother, which is why he tried his best not to sleep until his body gave out from the exhustion.

You and Gavriel had never spoken of those minutes on the beach where you'd clung to him like he was a teather to the earth, he healed your lip silently as you cried, as Elide pushed away from Lorcan and crawled towards Manon. Aedion pulled you away from his father with a growl, "What happened?" He demanded and through your tears all you could do was shake your head, he asked again and again until Dorian had pushed him away, folding you into his chest. Rowan holding a knife to Lorcan, he was saved by Elide who retold the story.

So a plan was made, Rowan would go with Gavriel, Lorcan and Elide to find her. Dorian was reluctant to let you go with them but he knew you'd go regardless so he agreed and went with the witches. Aedion and Lysandra disguised as Aelin would head back up North.

You were walking arm in arm with Elide when it happened, Gavriel and Lorcan in front of you stopped dead, Rowan taking up the rear was frozen on the hill. "What's happening?" Elide asked Gavriel as he and Lorcan rushed towards Rowan. The two of you caught the tail end of the conversation. "It came from the North, from Doranelle." Rowan looked lighter than he had in weeks, "She's alive." He breathed.

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