Romans de Elora Faye

Lyra’s POVThe camp of the rogues was nothing like I imagined.Just tents here and there. There was no grand hall or chandeliers . Just that leather patched tents, a fire pit that was more of smoke,than fire... And wolves that watched every step I take like I was a predator.I stayed as close as I was allowed to Nicolas side. Pressing in on his back."Stop hiding behind me,"He murmured without looking at me. "Keep your eyes straight ahead. You owe no body. And whatever you do, don't let them see you tremble "I bit the inside ofy cheek till I tasted copper. Easier said than done.As we approached the largest tent,a woman stepped out from the tent. A pissed off look visible on her face.She wasn't happy to have me here,that alone was obvious.She was lean,sharp jawed. If I didn't know better I will think she was harmless... But I knew she was far from being a harmless she wolf.Her eyes swept over me once,then back to Nicholas."This her?"The woman's voice wasn't what I expected,it was

Aiden’s POV I stormed out of the ballroom with my hands clenched and my chest heaving what annoyance. Everything had turned so fast I could hardly understand it. I had claimed Lyra in front of everyone, I had felt the bond settle between us, and then the priestess had spoken, and I had torn it all apart with my own words. The music and voices faded behind me as I walked down the corridor and I didn’t care that people moved out of my way; I just needed to be alone. My heart hurt, and my anger burned painfully as I pushed open the door to my chambers and stepped inside with Zylia right behind me. “Aiden, wait,” she said softly, but I slammed the door before she could step in, with the wood shook under the force. “I don’t want company,” I said through the closed door. For a moment, I stood there, staring at the door as if it could stop all the noise in my head, and then I went to the window and threw it open, letting Moonlight pour over the room. I leaned on the frame and tried to

Lyra’s POV“Who’s there?” My voice came out thin and trembling.No one answered. I only heard the breeze of Dey leaves.I pressed my back to a tree trunk and clutched my bag to my chest like my life depended on it.And I could say, right now, it really did.My knuckles turned white, and legs felt rooted to the ground, as if it did not want me to move.Something moved in the darkness, really fast, my eyes only caught a shape that resolved into a man. Then it turned into two.I caught a scent of rags and sweat. It wasn't of a pack. It was…Rogues.My mouth went dry. I tried to turn, to run, but my feet would not. “Please,” I said. “I don’t want trouble. I’ll go. I’ll..”One of them laughed, soft and mean. “Look what the moon spat out. An Alpha’s toy.” He circled me slowly, his arms folded, his eyes dangerous.“All alone….How easy…..must be our lucky night”The other crouched and grinned at me. “Pretty thing. Come on, don’t be shy.”“Leave me,” I whispered, backing until the trunk stoppe

Lyra’s POVAiden’s words echoed in my skull. It was heavy and dismissive. I wanted the floor to swallow me whole. The hall was frozen. Everyone’s head turned to me. They all had disgust and shock written in their faces.My lips parted, but I found no words to say. My chest tightened, making it hard to breathe.“I…uhm..” My voice was cracked, breaking my words.Aiden didn’t move, nor did he waver. His dark gaze was locked on me as he moved closer.His hands stretched at me, “Come forward,”He wasn’t talking about me. Was he?“Come,” he said again, confirming I was the one he was talking about.I stared at his hand, then I looked back at him. Should I take it? Should I not?My legs moved on their own. I couldn’t control them. It was like they had a mind of their own. They trembled as I moved closer to him, trembling.Then, I placed my hand into his.His touch sent a sudden warmth through me. I had never felt anything like it before, almost like it awakened my whole body, like my heart

A tall, sharp man stood by the door. He had broad shoulders, and was dressed in black. His dark eyes fixed on me, and his jaw tightened like he hated what he saw.“Grayson Storme.” My father muttered, bowing his head.The echo of his name sent a chill to my spine. It slid like slime.It was the Beta of Alpha Aiden. Who didn’t know him?. The Alpha’s shadow, his blade.His gaze swept over me slowly, and then his lip curled. “So, you’re Lyra Nightshade. The clumsy little Omega who can’t stay on her feet.”Heat rushed into my cheeks. My fingers twisted into my skirt, “I…”“Save your excuses,” he said flatly. “The Alpha doesn’t care for them.”My cheeks burned with heat and I bit my lip slightly. He reached into his coat and pulled out a black scroll sealed with scarlet red wax. “By order of Alpha Aiden, you are hereby commanded to attend the royal mating ball tonight.”I blinked, “Me?”The royal mating ball? And I’m invited? No, that can’t be right.“Am I…” I swallowed. “Am I serving foo

My knees were sore from delivering food to the dinner hall. The air was filled with the smell of roasted steak and it clung to my hair.“Present this to the female warriors’ table.” Another server came by to pass me a tray of silver.I silently prayed to the moon goddess to guide me because always trip at the worst times.The festivity was a lively one filled with noise. Of the men that had won great feats of war to tell of, and the women which were mad with laughter, the air was full.I went out into the hall.“She was a scared deer,” a voice said.“More like a rat” went another voice.I looked down. All I wanted was to set the tray down and not cause a scene.I went up to the table and placed the tray.“Careful there,” she purred but it was a false sound. “Our little Lyra is a bit green when the eyes of the world are upon her.” Then a voice broke in.Her friends at the table laughed. I went quiet and my face grew hot.Zylia Storme. The Beta’s daughter. The pack’s pride and joy. She