LYRA'S POVTWO NIGHTS LATER The room was buzzing with energy as we prepared for the club. It was out last night in Eldrida and we were ready to maximize every bit of the night. Janet had been an amazing host and I was sure going to miss her. “ I can't believe our holiday is almost over”. Lisa said, gesturing like a crybaby as she walked over to pick up a call on her phone. I chuckled. “At least you get to go back to a lovely family”.Lisa sat on the bed giggling into her phone. She was speaking to Damon. A pang of jealousy pricked my chest but I pushed it aside. The truth remains that Jake hadn't reached out to me since I left and I couldn't help but wonder if he still cared about me.I was fastening my shirt in front of the mirror when Janet walked in and suddenly burst into laughter.“What in heaven's sake are you wearing? Janet said, staring at me from head to toe. "Don't tell me this is what you plan to wear for the night”I frowned, looking down at my outfit. It was a long den
LYRA’S POVThe rays of the morning sun peered through the window as Janet drove us to the bus station. The weekend had been a crazy blend of adventure. From having fun to being trailed by freaks. As much as I'd miss Eldrida, I wanted to get back home.Shadowclaw wasn’t just a place anymore—it was home. Even if Jake had been distant lately, there was still a part of me that hoped he missed me.“I can’t believe the weekend is over already,” Lisa said, breaking the silence. She leaned her head against the window, a small smile playing on her lips. “It feels like we just got here.”“I know,” I replied, glancing at her. “But it’s nice to be going back home. I miss the pack. I miss… well, everything.” We all chuckled as we drove to the bus station.The passenger had just begun boarding when we arrived at the bus station. “This is where we say goodbye," Janet said. "Let's do this again,” Janet said, reaching out for an embrace.“Sure!” I responded with a warm smile on my face before moving
JAKE’S POV“Sadly, we’ve lost a total of ten people already, and the majority of them are elderly,” Selene said in a subdued tone. Her shoulders dropped with her lips pressing against each other.I nodded, unable to utter a word. The weight of this misfortune pressed against my chest like a millstone.Damon and I took a walk out of the infirmary and stood at the entrance of the pack house, my arms crossed over my chest, still bothered by the implication of this situation. “How long would it take for Alpha Bradley to get here,” I asked, almost running out of patience.“Soon, Alpha. I informed him of the urgency of the situation. I’m sure he'd be here in no time” Damon assured. “There they are,” Damon exclaimed with a sigh of relief.I watched as Alpha Bradley’s convoy filed in, coming to a halt in front of the pack house. One of his men reached out to open the door, as he stepped out, flanked by over twenty other men. Bradley was tall, with broad shoulders and a scar on the right sid
JAKE'S POV Three days had gone by since the assault, and its burden still weighed heavily on Shadowclaw. The atmosphere still reeked of anxiety and fear. The last time something like this occurred was years before I was born. My father told me stories of it when I was much younger.The door of the chamber flung open, snapping me back to reality as the members walked in, taking their seats. Their expressions were blank. My Beta, Damon sat to my right, his typical composed demeanor overshadowed by a furrowed brow and a tight jaw. Bradley, who stayed behind to assist with the aftermath of the attack, was also present.All attention fell on me as I cleared my throat to speak. I could feel the weight of their expectations, their fears, their hopes were on me.“Three days ago,” I began, my voice steady but low, “The pack was attacked.” This information was greeted with sighs and shaking of heads. “ We lost quite a number of people to the heinous attack, a few were injured and are currentl
JAKE'S POVThe foul smell of blood on the wet floor hung in the air with dim light casting eerie shadows on the wall in the dungeon. I stood in the center, my arms crossed, staring down at the suspect seated in front of me. His arms were tied behind him, his face bruised. Despite the series of punches from Damon, He remained unyielding. His jaw tightened.“You're wasting your time,” He spat, taking in short, labored breaths with a smirk on his face. His teeth bloodied. “You do realize you’re dead either way,” I said, stepping closer. “But you get to choose how painful your end will be.”He sat forward, looking straight into my eyes. “You can do your worst,” he said, laughing at me with his bloodied teeth.Damon let out a loud growl in frustration, landing another hit on him. This time, on his jaw. He fell backward, coughing but still refused to speak.“Who sent you?” Damon barked, pulling him and punching him over and over in a particular spot.Frustration began to creep through my s
JAKE'S POVA sudden silence lingered between us, dense and overwhelming. A mole? In my Pack? The thought twisted my gut. I stood there motionless wondering how things could have gone wrong. I had always been cautious—observing, evaluating, and making sure everyone in this pack was treated well; from my council members down to the omegas. Yet, somehow, someone betrayed me.“You were saying?” I prompted, my voice low and sharp.Bradley’s growl rumbled beside me. “You better start talking,” he barked.Randy grimaced, his puffy eyes barely open. “I’ll tell you who it is,” he rasped, “but you'd promise to spare me and my family”I bared my teeth, my fists clenching at my sides. Every instinct urged me to snap but I had to get a hold of my emotions. “And why should I believe anything you say?”I stared at him, anger curling in my veins. “You want a deal?” My voice was dangerously low. “After what you did?”His bloodied lips parted in a smirk. “You need me alive, don’t you?” he croaked.“All
JAKE'S POVI stood by the curtain in my room, staring out of the window, listening to the early morning songs of the birds. It was just the perfect way to absorb good energy from the new day. The pack was beginning to sound alive after these past days of fear.Just when I was beginning to sink into the moment, a loud knock on the door shattered the moment. “Who the hell is that?” I barked. My voice was laced with irritation.“It's me, Damon,” A voice answered from behind the door. Damon? Why the rush this early morning? I thought, heading to the door. I flung the door open and Damon rushed in, his face pale. His chest heaved like he had seen a ghost.“What is it? Why are you breathing like someone is after you?” I asked, My brows slightly raised.“Alpha Jake, it’s Randy—he’s gone!” he exclaimed. My heart sank. “What do you mean, gone?” I demanded. Damon hesitated. “Someone attacked the guards. Randy’s dead.” My blood ran cold. His words hit me like a punch in my face. For a momen
JAKE'S POVI sat in my chair, biting down my lower lip. My jaw and fist clenched while rocking my seat back and forth. My eyes stared into space, yet nothing was in focus. Several thoughts ran through my mind as I slowly tapped my fingers on the armrest.As much as I had something pointing to Damon as the black sheep, I couldn't bring myself to believe Damon was the mole. Damon had been my right-hand man even before I became an Alpha. He has been loyal, so loyal to a fault. How could this be true? Maybe I was being paranoid. Maybe the weight of all these dramas was messing with my mental state.On the other hand, as an Alpha, I couldn’t afford to show weakness or any soft spot. The pack was watching, and my decisions had to be firm, even if they tore me apart inside.The door flew open, and Lisa, Damon's mate stormed in, her face streaked with tears making her eyes puffy. She fell to her knees with her hands held together, pleading for mercy.“Alpha Jake, please I beg of you,” she yel
LYRA'S POVMy sight blurred, I could feel something dripping down my nose but I barely paid attention to it. I bent down over Ella, my hands gripping her neck. She squirmed beneath me, making gurgling sounds, her hands feebly hitting my wrists. I didn't mind I had just gone through a painful evacuation process, I damned every sting of pain I felt in my body. All I sensed was the fire within my soul, the sting of betrayal seeping through my fury."LYRA! STOP!"Selene's voice struck through the thick rage in my head like a clap of thunder. My head jerked up, hair tousled around my face, nostrils widening. I turned towards the direction of the voice and noticed her sprinting towards me. Her face was drained with fear of what I might do to Ella."Stop Lyra, You're bleeding!" she yelled, pointing down.Bleeding? The words got to me. I must have stressed my healing body with magic. I noticed my body has been slow to heal likely due to the fact Aemond was wielding part of my powers and the
LYRA'S POVI watched Jake snatch the medical reports from Selene, frantically. His eyes scanned through each line and paragraph. As soon as his hands and shoulders dropped, I realized this was not a joke.“No, No!,” I whispered, shaking my head in disbelief. "This is not true," my voice broke as I spoke. "Nothing is wrong with my child. He's healthy and fine," I stuttered, placing my hand over my stomach, hoping to protect my baby from the unbelievable news I was hearing.My vision gradually began to blur as warm fluid rushed into my eyes. I pressed down on my lip trying to stop it from rolling off my eyes but my lip trembled. I felt a string in my heart snap, as my chest constricted. The weight of Selene's announcement pressed on me, sinking me into an abyss.“Wh…What did you just say?” I asked in a low tone, my voice shaking. Somehow I hoped Selene was mistaken, maybe the scan results weren't for me.I slowly turned my attention to Jake, staring into his eyes. For the first time, n
ELLA’S POVThe sun hadn’t yet made an appearance when I exited my room, the morning chill gnawing at my skin through my cloak. I could barely see the person approaching me due to the thick morning dew. My boots lightly struck the marble floor of the corridors, each step resonating a bit more than I wanted it to. I glided like mist, sneaking by guards still on their morning duty, and past maids who wiped the sleep from their eyes and didn’t question my unusual movement this morning.I barely closed my eyes to sleep all through the night. I knew the moment Lyra woke up I would be doomed. Aemond had turned on me, I had no ally. While my mind roamed, an idea clicked in my head. Tasha, my friend from college. Maybe she could help. She owed me a favor after I helped her set up her fiance's former girlfriend so he could date her.I made my way quietly into the infirmary which was still enveloped in the silence of early morning. The scent of disinfectants filled the atmosphere, reaching my n
LYRA'S POV“Um, I think this is my cue to leave now,” Lisa chuckled nervously, making me break off from the intense lip greeting Jake and I were having. “I'd get myself hooked up with an activity around the house, probably come back to check up on you later,” she said, holding on to little Jayden who wanted to break loose from her grip and play around.“It's alright,” I nodded with a smile, biting softly on my lower lip, my face flushed with embarrassment. We both watched her step out of the room, shutting the door behind her.I heaved a deep sigh, shifting my attention back to Jake who never took his enchanting gray eyes off of my face. The deafening silence stretched for about a minute before we broke it off.“So, tell me…,” we both chorused in unison. One would think it was a rehearsed moment. “You go ahead,” I said to him. My voice was barely above a whisper with my face growing warm as I smiled softly, shifting my gaze away from his face.“I know you have a ton of questions to a
LYRA'S POVI jerked up from the bed, the heart monitors beeping faster than normal. There was chaos at the instant. Voices and chatter of people sounded muffled. My eyeballs rolled behind my head and out.“Charge! Apply pressure!” I heard a voice yell in the background, followed by a charge sent through my chest.I jerked up a couple of times before I felt calm in my body. Everything returned back to normal.“Lyra? Lyra, can you hear me?” A familiar voice rang in my ear. I groaned, slowly opened my eyes, squinting until everything shifted into focus. Turning to the right, a weak, yet soft smile curved on my lip.“Selene?” I called out faintly, heaving, weak, and slow breathing. “What happened?” I asked faintly.“You were having a heart attack. You almost drew mine into an episode too,” she teased with a smile. “Jake would have had my head on a spike.” I frowned at the mention of his name. “How did I get here? How did you find me? I made sure not to inform anyone where or how to find
LYRA'S POVI dragged myself up onto my knees, coughing against the thick smoke that rose from the crater Aemond and I had been flung away from. Tara charged towards the figure even before I could make out what it looked like.The figure gradually twisted into focus. It was tall, regal. His eyes gleamed crimson against the silver twilight of this place, a cruel smirk etched across his horrifying face. I could have mistaken him for Medusa with the manner in which his hair curled and twisted behind him; this time not snakes, but streaks of molten flames.A total contrast from Iris. Folktale had it that Valkyrie was banished from the clouds for practicing dark magic causing the world to live in chaos.Aemond writhed in pain next to me, his hair messy as he turned onto his side and coughed harshly. “Damn it,” he muttered quietly, cradling his sides. “What is he doing here?!” he growled"What is he doing here?" My face twisted in disbelief. How on earth did Aemond know him? Was this real or
LYRA'S POV I felt my celestial body peel off from my main flesh. I looked around in shock and some form of amazement. "Selene?" I batted my eyelid. She stood in a corner, penning down what I think were my medical records.The walls of the room looked familiar and that was when it became clear; somehow I was back to Shadowclaw. I was torn between being grateful and screaming at whoever brought me here. I looked back and there I was, hooked to wires and tubes, pale and silent on the infirmary bed. My chest rose and fell in a slow, struggling rhythm. My hair was matted with dried blood, lips cracked. But I—my spirit—floated just above it all, untethered.The last thing I remembered was Leo's face twisted in mischief. No empathy, not even for the sake I was having a child in me. The stinging pain of the old dagger as Zephyr made an incision on my arm. My breath and strength slowly dropped away with the blood gushing out from my arm.A breathless panic fluttered in my chest, hollow and h
AEMOND'S POVMy eyes darted frantically at the aftermath of the chaos that just erupted a few moments ago. The temple was in total ruins! Bodies, broken relics, and artifacts, shards of glass laid all over the room. “How the hell was he able to get in here?” Leo questioned in a commanding tone, carefully stepping over the bodies and broken items on the floor. I shifted my gaze to Zephyr who stared back at me. “I wish I had an explanation, Your Grace,” I responded in a curt tone, tucking Lyra's crescent pendant properly into my rear pocket.The moment Jake and his men stormed in, I knew it was going to be a raucous visit. I reacted based on instinct, picking up the pendant which was the base of the ritual. The scent and sight of fresh blood filled our noses and eyes as we stepped into the open. “He was definitely accompanied by quite a number of people,” I said in a low tone, squatting over the trail of car tires, tracing it with my eyes till I lost sight of it.“Then if he did, the
ELLA’S POV“What the hell is the noise about in this ungodly hour? Are we under some sort of an attack?” I grumbled as I grudgingly stood up from the bed, stretching off sleep from my weak limbs. I sat up quietly, staying calm for a moment trying to figure out what the commotion was all about but I got no clue. The dim glow from the glow-in-the-dark stickers on the wall shimmered in the darkroomI rolled over to the right side, tracing my way to the lamp on the side desk beside me. “There!” I muttered inaudibly with a sigh as my hand brushed through the dangling switch. I pulled it down, turning on the fancy lamp. Though not too bright, it was glowing enough light for me to find my way through the room.Grunting in frustration, I slid my feet into my footwear, reaching for my long nightie robe. I threw it on and groggily walked to the window.“God! Where are they coming from?” I snapped at the sight of guards rushing back and forth, car doors slamming, and voices raised. “Do they not