LOGINChapter 2
KIAN:
It was my father’s 60th birthday, Gabriella and I had attended even if she didn’t want to, and the first thing that greeted us was the fact that we were unable to have kids yet.
My mother and father went all and all about it, humiliating me. Gabriella’s parents had said things about us not wanting to give them grandchildren. I had watched Gabriella go into the restroom to cry and when she had returned I decided to call it a night.
It was all her fault, as a woman she was unable to give me a child and she had the nerve to blame me?
I had never wanted to get married to her in the first place, I wasn’t ready to settle at such a young age and even if I wanted to, it wouldn’t have been with a girl as timid as her, but I was forced, my entire inheritance was in her hands and it was all because of her father, I hated her.
Now she cannot give me children and my parents have slowly begun to convince me that I needed to divorce her and get married to someone that could give me a child.
Her coming into my life has only caused me problems.
I got up to my room, showered, and changed into my sleepwear.
My phone rang and I stretched to pick it up from my bedside table.
“Hi, Kora.” I rolled my eyes, it was my sister, she’s been abroad studying and I was sure she needed an update on what was happening, especially since there was a party.
“Hey, bro. Cassie said she overheard our parents and you talking. Is your wife barren?” I stayed mute, it felt like a slap to my face and I didn’t know why.
“Kora! You called me to ask me if my wife is barren. Are you trying to insult me?” I raised my voice. I hated the fact that her barrenness was attributed to me. I squeezed my nose softly trying to not get angry at my only sister, after all, she was right my wife was barren.
“What? Why are you upset?” It was a call but I knew my sister too well to know that she was rolling her eyes.
“You don’t like her, this is your chance to get rid of her and get married to the woman you want. You're not stupid, Kian.”
“London has made you forget your manners.” I groaned, she was right. This is the only chance I have to get rid of Gabriella, if she had my child, our parents would never let me talk about a divorce and since she couldn’t have my child now, I better be fast about it.
“I’m only speaking the truth, you don’t like her. Now she hasn’t given you a child, get rid of her and stop trying to have a child with her.”
“Good night, Kora.” I took my phone away from my ear and hung up on her, keeping my phone back on my bedside table. Kora has gone crazy but she was right.
I’d contact my lawyer tomorrow and start the process for the divorce.
As I laid back down on the bed, I stared at the wall clock, it was eleven, seventeen and Gabriella wasn’t home, she hardly ever wasn’t at home, I sighed. I couldn’t care less.
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I had arrived at work a bit late but I couldn't care one bit. My father owned the company, as I sat in my office chair, a knock was placed on my door and my secretary walked in.
“Good morning, Mr Rhys, your schedule for this week has been sent to your email. You have a meeting with the head of the Finance Department. Also, there’s a meeting with the Japanese clients concerning the new project..” Grace had been my secretary for years and she was good at her job.
“Schedule a meeting with the head of the legal department.”
“Uhm, pardon?”
“Schedule a meeting with The head of the legal department.” I mouthed again, my eyes fixed on the screen of my iPad as I read through my schedule.
“But sir, your schedule is already so tight.”
“Then cancel the meeting I have with my father. Replace it with a meeting with the head of the Legal department, what’s his name?”
“Noel. Okay, sir.”
“Good.” She nodded and then walked out of my office while I continued my work.
It was time for my meeting with Noel, the head of the Legal department, and was in my office just in time.
“Good afternoon, Mr Rhys.” I nudged him to take a seat right in front of me.”
“Mr Noel, I need you to be my lawyer.” I tossed my pen from my left hand to my right.
“I am, sir.”
“No, my divorce Lawyer.” He stared at me for a few seconds probably thinking of what to say.
“I’ll have a divorce Lawyer come to you sir, they have more knowledge on a divorce than I do.” He explained and I nodded.
“Let this be between the both of us, I don’t want this leaking out before it happens, or else you'll get fired regardless of how it happened.”
I watched him gulp and he nodded.
A few minutes later, another lawyer from our legal team was sent to me and he’d assured me that he’d start the process and hand me the divorce papers tomorrow.
He’d left and I went back to my piles of work, I had a Zoom meeting and continued with my work when there was a knock on my door, before I could permit the person to come in, the door was pushed open and the person behind the door walked in.
Tall, and beautiful, her slender body in a very fitted red dress that outlined her beautiful structured body. Her black hair was on her shoulders just the way I liked it. She smiled seeing that I couldn’t get my eyes off her.
Rebecca Alfred, my wife’s step sister.
LyraI woke up in pain.Not the sharp kind that makes you scream, just a dull ache all over my body,My eyes opened slowly.The ceiling above me was unfamiliar.Soft lantern light. The scent of herbs and medicine filled the air. My body felt heavy, like it did not belong to me.“You are awake.”Roland’s voice reached me before I turned my head. He was seated beside the bed, posture rigid, eyes sharp and restless like he had not slept in days.“What happened,” I asked. My throat was dry. “I remember being hit in the head, my head hurting badly. Then I woke up here.”His jaw tightened.“You were kidnapped.”I frowned. “Kidnapped?”“You were gone for two days.”Two days?I stared at him. “That’s not possible. I don’t remember anything.”“You were unconscious when we found you,” he said. “Barely breathing.”My fingers curled into the blanket. “Where am I.”“In my park infirmary,” he replied.Only then did I notice the others.The elders stood at the far end of the room. Silently Watching.
RolandI went from having no mate to sharing one.With Kale.Of all people.The situation would have been laughable if it didn’t feel like the universe was mocking me. Kale and I had history,an ugly history, I refused to let my mind linger there now, the only thing that mattered was her.Lyra Ashwood.My mate. Supposedly.I said her name in my head and felt a chill run down my spine.An omega.And yet bound not just to me, but to Kale as well.It made no sense.So I did what I always did when something didn’t add up.I investigated.I sent my beta to dig into her life quietly.No attention. No council interference. I just wanted facts, wanted to know a little about my mate.When he returned, his expression was… puzzled.“She likes gardening,” he said. “Afternoon tea. Reading. That’s it.”I waited.He shifted uncomfortably. “She grows flowers. Exotic ones. Takes care of them herself. Goes out in the evenings sometimes. Draws. Birds, mostly.”“That’s all?” I asked.“Yes, Alpha.”I press
Lyra’s POVI was moved at dawn.No explanation beyond what had already been decided for me. A guarded car waited outside the council grounds,its wheels already turning before I fully stepped inside. My father was allowed to ride with me until the border of the lands. After that, he was ordered to turn back.I did not cry when he left,even if I wanted to cry and run to him. I stood still and watched until he was nothing more than a shape in the dust. I told myself that crying would not change anything.The house they gave me was small but solid, stone walls softened by ivy, windows opening onto a stretch of wild green. There was a garden space in the back that had been abandoned for years. Dry soil, broken beds.That was what hurt the most.Not the way people stared when I walked the grounds. It was the loss of my old garden. The one place that truly made me feel alive.At my old home, everything grew under my hands. Flowers bloomed out of season,herbs thickened overnight,vines curled
Lyra’s POVI woke to silence.Not the comfortable kind. The kind that pressed against my ears and made my chest feel tight. My eyes fluttered open slowly. Stone walls greeted me, pale and smooth, marked with ancient runes. The room was circular, windowless, lit by a single lantern hanging from the ceiling. The air smelled of herbs and old earth.I tried to sit up and felt a firm hand steady my shoulder.“Easy, bug” my father said softly.“Dad,” I whispered, relief flooding me so fast it hurt. “You’re here.” I choked out.“I’m here,” he said. “I’m not going anywhere.”I turned my head and saw him seated beside the narrow bed, armor removed, sword leaned against the wall. His face looked older than it had that morning. Tense and angry in a way I had never seen before.“What happened,” I asked. “I remember the hall and the pain and then nothing.”“Dad, I think I have a wolf?, and a mate?”“Mates!” My father replied gritting his teeth “You collapsed,” he said. “They carried you here.”
Lyra’s POVThe ballroom was already crowded when I walked in beside my father.Crystal chandeliers glowed, casting soft light across polished floors and richly dressed wolves. Alphas stood in clusters, voices low and controlled, power rolling off them in waves. Warriors lined the walls in ceremonial armor.Elders occupied the raised platform at the far end of the hall, watching everything with sharp calculating eyes.I felt none of it.I followed half a step behind my father like I always did, hands folded in front of me, shoulders relaxed. My simple gown blended into the crowd. Pale fabric. No jewels. No markings that demanded attention. My hair was tied back neatly, nothing loose, nothing bold. Just an omega doing what she was told.My father paused near a group of dignitaries and gave me a distracted glance.“Stay out of trouble,bug” he said.I gave a small nod. “I will, Dad.”That was all it took for him to turn away, already pulled into conversation with other high ranking wolves
The past few weeks had been rough,busy too.Bastian and his team had released a story about us how we supposedly met in Paris, how we’d been lovers ever since. And how the only reason he hadn’t been around was because he didn’t want people claiming my success came from him.Crazy thing? It worked.Apparently, he had actually attended a few of my shows in the past. There were photos, clips enough to make the story believable.Audrey had freaked out the minute she heard. Called me screaming.I had to explain everything, and the second she got it, she squealed.Lila, acting like the teenager she is, was like,“Omg this is literally a contract-marriage trope! I ship you guys so bad!!”Childish. But I laughed.After that, things got public. We had to “date.”Go out. Hold hands. Smile for the cameras. He’d call me baby. Kiss me in public.The first date was weird.I felt stiff, unsure. But he made it easier.Still, the first time he leaned in for a “fake” kiss, I tensed. Hard.But after tha







