"Lyra's Legacy" is a complex and tragic werewolf story about a young woman named Lyra who is caught between two worlds. Her human mother kept her werewolf heritage a secret from her, but after her mother's death, Lyra discovers her true identity and is forced to confront the reality of her dual nature. Lyra's pack is torn apart by a power struggle between two alpha males, Jasper and Callum, who are both vying for her affection. Lyra is torn between her attraction to the charming and confident Jasper and her instinctive connection to the noble and protective Callum.
View More“Everything doesn’t seem right,” Jasper muttered to himself. He was sitting on the floor of a small room in what had once been his home—a single room with no windows or furniture but for a bed and table that he'd found in the basement. The place smelled like mold and mildew, though it hadn't always. It smelled like life, until everything went wrong. He was cold and angry; the only happiness he could think of was that of Lyra’s.The thoughts of her filled him with warmth, which helped to banish some of his anger. But that didn't help much when there was a knock on the door. He walked to the door and found a member of his pack lying at the foot of the door. He opened the door widely and sighed. "Don't get up.""I should have died," she said, her voice weak. She tried to sit up but couldn't manage more than a few inches.Jasper didn't answer; he just watched her.She coughed. "You need to tell me what happened." He said. She shook her head. "Not yet." He stood for some time and then wal
“Lyra” a deep baritone voice resonated in the room pulling Lyra out of her reverie.His dominance and intimidating aura was palpable.She closed her eyes, attempting to calm herself. It seemed as though a hard task, as she could not stop herself from perceiving his intoxicating scent.She turned to her Dad, opening her eyes. “I'm guessing, he is Callum” she muttered trying to ignore his effect on her.“Alpha Callum” her Dad corrected bowing his neck in reverence to Callum.“Lyra Anderson” Callum began. “I am really sorry for what happened between the two pack members. It was never my intention to send any person to come here to get you.”Lyra nodded at him. She felt like she was placed in an awkward position as she didn't know what to do.“If it would pacify you, he would be disciplined for that” he added.Although he looked calm and poised, his face not revealing any expression, Lyra could see it in his eyes that he was truly sorry.“Disciplined? Don't you think that is too much?” Ly
“J?”“Lyra?” the man muttered too, shock written on his face.Both stared at each other for quite a while enjoying the intoxicating scents of each other while being lost in each others eyes.The chemistry, arousal and sexual tension was thick in the air.One could even taste it.Lyra’s Dad knew better than to let them continue their ogling.“Hm-hm” he cleared his throat. “You know each other?”“Yes” Lyra said breaking the stare. I met him back at the New York. The Crescent Pack.“You did?” her Dad said as he stepped forward in between them staring hardly at Jasper.“You were not supposed to see her or meet her until today. You know the rules” her Dad gritted, annoyance seeping through his words.“Davies” Jasper started as he stepped forward hoping the act would calm Lyra’s Dad. “I had no idea who she was when we met”“Dad, what do you mean rules?” Lyra said ignoring their dialogue.“Both Alphas are not meant to see you nor have any thing to do with you until you return.”“Why?”“Becaus
The first time Lyra escaped the phrontistery at Crescent Pack shealmost got lost.A phrontistery was a place where high ranked young werewolves schooled. There was only seven phrontistery in the world. One located in each continent.Lyra’s pack, the Moonstone pack, was situated in West Virginia, United States, North America. The Crescent Pack was the pack in North America that had a phrontistery. It was located in New York, United States, North America.***“Lyra” She had her Dad call her as he followed her back to her room. The quietness that followed after his voice showed that the two men who were at their living room had left.“Lyra” he muttered again.She spun around on her feet and stared at him. “Dad, can I be alone for the next few minutes, I need some time to process this news”After staring at her for a while, with worry written all over his face, he nodded and walked away, shutting the door to her bedroom.As soon as he was gone, Lyra threw herself on her bed and screamed i
First it was the sound of chaos. Noise. A chaos which Lyra was able to make out to be dancing, singing and sounds of drums from a distance.“What's going on?” Lyra asked with worry filled eyes.“Miss Lyra,” her chauffeur, the man driving her said. “The pack members are in high spirit because of your return”She looked out the window. She was seated in a white Lamborghini while her chauffeur drove.The scenery of the pack looked the same even though lots of things had changed. It was still a dense subtropical region. Bushes, trees and plants surrounding them with an open path filled with dried leaves where Lyra and the chauffeur drove on.Unlike humans, werewolves loved to live in dense forests. After all, they were still part animals. As he drove, she noticed the scenery getting less dense. It was like they were getting to the city. She could see houses surrounded with minimal trees. Tarred roads. It seemed like she was entering the Crescent Pack, the one she had just left.“Woah...”
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