Betrayed By The Enemy Alpha

Lyra's POVAs I rose slowly from the cold marble floor, I clutched my chest, feeling the pain of Randall's rejection, which wrecked every fibre of my being. My legs were weak but I still managed to drag myself to the bed, leaning against the wall. The decision to leave my Pack now weighed heavily on my chest. So did my mother's words which echoed in my thoughts.“One day, your feistiness will lead you into trouble. You must learn to listen and do as we say.”If I had listened—if I hadn’t been so desperate to prove that I could make decisions for myself—I never would’ve left my Pack. I never would’ve walked straight into this nightmare. But how could I have known? How could I have guessed that Randall’s hatred ran so deep, that he would use our mate bond to trap me in his twisted plan for revenge?But the signs were there. I saw them—the flickers of rage in his eyes, the way he avoided talking about his past. But I ignored them. Blinded by the bond, by my desire to escape the arrange

Randall's POVSeated on my chair, I released a stifled yawn having signed off on the Caelin Pack's request for some men to help ward off the Rogues in their Pack. My eyes burned from lack of sleep and my limbs ached. I stretched, fighting to stay alert, but it was no use, so I gave in, electing to head to bed. But when I got to the door, her face filled my mind, leaving no room for anything else. Lyra.I wondered how she fared, if she had finally woken up. “Did she even take the food from the maids?” I muttered under my breath.I sighed as I got to the door. I could almost hear Susan's warnings ringing in my ears but I grabbed the knob anyway.It wasn't because I cared. Lyra was just too valuable. She was the most important part of my plan. That's all. At least, that was what I told myself as I pushed the door open.Fiona, the Pack nurse, sat on a stool beside the bed, pleading with Lyra. “Please, eat some food. You need to regain some strength.”But Lyra shook her head, her arms

Lyra’s POV“Don't listen to her, Randall. She's a bloody liar,” I protested, finally taking my hand off my stung cheek as Susan hurried over to Randall.“It was she who hit me. I didn't…”I paused as I saw that he wasn't even paying attention to me. He was too busy hugging the liar before him to even hear a word I said. When they finally broke from the hug, Susan faced me, her left hand on her waist as she pointed her right index finger at me. “This is exactly why I told you that this woman needs to be put away,” she said. “She's just as deceitful and heartless as her father. You should have seen how hard she hit me.”I gasped, shocked at how smoothly she told her lie. Randall kept a straight face, so it was hard to tell if he believed her or not, but I had a feeling he did. “You need to put her away, Randall,” she urged him, placing her hand on his broad arm. “She needs to be dealt with. You're not going to let her get away with laying her filthy hand on me, would you?”Randall's

Lyra’s POVHearing a knock on my door caused me to shudder. I quickly sat up on my bed and turned to the door, having broken out of my deep thoughts on how to save my father from the hands of Randall and those bloody schemers that came to see him. “Who's there?”A maid walked into the room with a tray in her hands. “Good morning,” she greeted, walking over to me. “I brought you your food,” she said, ignoring my silence. “Should I drop it here or on the table?”“Take it back to the kitchen. I'm not hungry,” I replied with a curt nod. “I'm afraid I can't do that,” she said. “You have to eat your food. Alpha's orders.”She placed the food on the bed. “I'll return after you're done to take the plate away,” she added with a smile before walking away. It wasn't that I wasn't hungry. I just wanted some time alone to think, and I felt the food would be a distraction. However, seeing that I had no choice, I sighed and slowly began to eat my food. Besides, it was my favourite meal— past

Randall’s POV“Damn it!” I cussed, as I say on the chair in my study. My hands were clasped together on the table as I stared blankly at the wall. Having gotten some information from the wolves of the Darkhold pack that Alpha Max was in a neighbouring pack, I had hurried with my men to the Rayan pack only to be met with his absence. Somehow, he was able to figure out that we were on our way and had fled shortly before our arrival.“We were talking about an alliance but he suddenly got up and left with his men in a hurry,” Alpha Langley of the Rayan pack had said to me. At first, I didn't want to believe that he had no hand in it but after a few questions from Juan, I could tell that he was as shocked as I was. But if it wasn't him who signalled Alpha Max, who did?That was a question that neither Juan nor I could answer. A few days had passed, but the thought lingered in my head as I pondered how I could get my hands on that bastard without starting a full-blown war against his p