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Lyra’s POVAs I sit up on the bed, a haze clouds my memory, making me struggle to piece together how I ended up here.Images from last night flood my mind—confrontations with my uncle, Kessler confining me to a room, and the moment he angrily dragged me to his chamber.The recollection makes me gasp, and I hurry to the mirror to check for the mark. I feel disgusted seeing it.The intensity of Kessler's Lycan aura must have overwhelmed me, causing me to pass out.In a daze, I rush to the bathroom. I look through the mirror, and the mark on my neck haunts me.I can't escape the fact that I am now unmistakably tied to Kessler, the one person I never wanted to be connected with.I undress, feeling vulnerable and exposed. I clutch the sponge tightly and scrub my neck vigorously, desperate to erase the mark that connects me to Kessler.With each scrub, I feel pains I can't explain. It's like an attempt to rid myself of the unwanted tie, but the mark stays.Overwhelmed with helplessness, I st
I hurriedly distanced myself, not wanting him to witness the pain in my eyes as he appeared comfortable with a she-wolf I didn't recognize.Sasha, my wolf, growls, eager to take control witnessing the lady's closeness to Kessler, but I manage to suppress her.Turning away from that scene, I go ahead. The fragrance of flowers fills my senses, momentarily distracting me, as I walk to the source of the fragrance.As I follow the enchanting scent, the path leads me to a stunning garden. A gentle breeze carries their sweet aroma. Inhaling deeply, I take in the fresh air.Suddenly, a voice interrupts my thoughts."It's beautiful, isn't it, my lady?" The speaker has a charming smile, and I am captivated by the moment.I gaze at him in silence, observing him. He is a young man with a natural charm. His physical traits are captivating, with his well-defined jawline. His eyes are alluring, and his tousled dark hair has a hint of rugged appeal, making it hard to look away.He clears his throat to
The note I saw in my room was sent by my uncle, but how it got there is a mystery I'm still trying to unveil. I rushed to the window, looking to see if there were any odd things there.But everything looked plain and perfect, so I hurriedly closed the curtain, hoping that whoever dropped the letter could still lurk around.I sat down in my room, still on edge over what I just witnessed. I tried to sleep, but the emotional rollercoaster I'd felt kept me awake. Sleep eludes me.But the knock on the door startles me. When I open my eyes, I realize it's morning because Julie cheerfully greets me, "Good morning, Lyra."Can't believe I finally fell asleep, but I still feel tired and didn't have a great sleep."Good morning, Julie.""Did you sleep well? You don't look too well, and that reminds me, you looked edgy when I escorted you to the room.”"Yeah, I managed to get some sleep," I reply, forcing a smile despite feeling drained.The thought of Kessler lingers in my mind. He makes me feel
Kessler's POVAfter my last encounter with Lyra, I decided to steer clear of her for two weeks, not wanting to find myself in another compromising situation.My wolf, Dolph, yearns for her, and at times, he urges me to go to her room and check on her. As I approach her door, I sense her soft breathing, indicating that she is sound asleep.I hesitate at her door, torn between my wolf's desire and my efforts to maintain distance. The conflicting emotions make every step closer feel like a battle.Gently pushing the door open, I see her peacefully sleeping.Her beauty captivates me—her hourglass figure, dark flowing hair, perfect cheekbones, and pointed nose create an enchanting allure. Every detail of her appearance holds a magnetic pull, and I find myself drawn to the effortless charm that radiates from her.Lyra is a mystery I feel compelled to unravel. I've instructed Zach, my beta, to delve into her past; she carries the air of someone who has faced numerous challenges.There are mom
The letter I found in my room had me on edge. I couldn't stop thinking about how it ended up there. Was it Julie? Maybe, maybe not. She seemed nice, but who knows? Then, my mind wandered to the creepy guy I bumped into while escaping Kessler.Who does he want me to meet? I pondered again. "Maybe our mate misses us more than we can imagine," Sasha said.I rolled my eyes at Sasha as I slipped into a flowing red gown, feeling a mix of nerves and anticipation.As I smoothed down the fabric of my dress, my heart raced with a mix of curiosity and fear. What if I find that man with the evil smirk there? What if there was some kind of danger lurking in the shadows?But despite the uncertainty, I squared my shoulders and forced myself to push those thoughts aside. I had to be brave, for myself. Whatever awaited me at the meeting, I was ready to face it head-on.After making sure I looked my best and applying a bit of makeup, I stole a glance at the mirror, satisfied with my appearance.As I st
As the footsteps drew nearer, the familiar scent of citrus and vanilla filled my senses, instantly recognizable as my mother's fragrance. "Mother," I muttered under my breath, my heart yearning to run to her embrace. But an invisible force seemed to hold me back, keeping me rooted to my seat.Despite the pull towards my mother, I couldn't shake off the weight of Kessler's intense gaze, his eyes locked on me with a mixture of emotions. As my uncle and mother settled at the table, I couldn't tear my eyes away from her. But she completely ignored me, leaving me feeling invisible and insignificant in her presence."How are you, my niece?" my uncle's voice broke through the tension, an attempt to lighten the atmosphere. But I couldn't muster a response, my disdain for his efforts evident in my silence. As the table was set and dishes were served, my thoughts raced with concern for my mother. What had my uncle done to her? She sat staring at the food before her, her expression distant and
Days after my encounter with my uncle and mother, I felt drained of emotions. Numbness enveloped me, leaving me devoid of strength or willpower. It was as if I were simply existing, with no energy for anything else.Despite my hope that my uncle would do nothing to harm my mother, a sense of dread lingered in the back of my mind. Strangely, my wolf remained calm, unperturbed by the events that had transpired.I found myself refusing to eat or take care of myself. Each morning, when I woke up, I would catch the soothing scent of Kessler lingering in my room like a balm to my weary soul. I couldn't help but wonder why his scent lingered.Julie walked into my room with a chirpy tone, seeming to have had enough of my self-imposed isolation."Good morning, Lyra," she greeted cheerfully, heading to the window to draw back the curtains and let in some fresh air.I groaned in response, feeling annoyed by her intrusion. "Julie, why?" I muttered, my voice heavy with frustration."I don't know wh
Lyra POVI was shocked to find myself in Kessler's room, wearing my red nightie, all set to seduce him. I couldn't afford to be weak and helpless. I had to take action to save my mother.Despite his efforts to hide it, I could see the effect I had on him. The bulge in his trousers gave him away. I couldn't help but smile, knowing that I had stirred up emotions in him. Through the bond we shared, I could feel his desire surging, his gaze burning with the intensity of wanting to devour me in an instant.As I stood before him, a surge of confidence washed over me. I knew that I had his attention, and I intended to use it to my advantage. But beneath my bravado, a flicker of fear remained.Concealing my anxiety, I stepped closer to Kessler, closing the distance between us. His eyes bore into mine, a mix of desire and restraint swirling within "Lyra, go back to your room," he commanded, his voice laced with desire even as he tried to maintain control.Ignoring his words, I shook my head d