Lyra, an Alpha's daughter, crosses the perimeters of her world and finds herself involved with a human. Their love defies the bias of both the werewolf and human world. Her human lover willingly accepts the curse of lycanthropy In a desperate bid to protect her. Their love unfolds against social and family rejection. Will their bond of sacrifice and persistence withstand the trials, or will the forces tear them apart?
View MoreGeorge’s POV "Why didn't you tell me?" I strained my voice, frustration evident in every word."I'm sorry, I thought we'd be done on time and head back home," Lyra whispered, her tone apologetic."We have to find a way to leave," I insisted."It's not that bad, I'm just a bit more sensitive than usual," Lyra assured me, though her words didn't fully assuage my concerns.Determined to depart as soon as possible, I decided we would wait until after my mother's speech, whatever it was she wanted to announce."Hey," a woman approached us, her familiarity indicating she used to work with my father. After exchanging greetings, I introduced Lyra to her."I like your outfit. Is there a chance of meeting your stylist?" she inquired, her interest piqued by Lyra's attire.“I'm the stylist," Lyra responded proudly, her smile radiant."That's impressive. Where's your office? I'd like to have a few outfits styled. My daughter's wedding is coming up, and we could use the help," the woman explained
Lyra's POV Returning home never felt so satisfying. After a refreshing bath, we laughed and chatted into the night, reliving the events of the evening.The next day slipped into our routine, with George heading off to work while I settled into my artistic recreations and TV watching.My day took an unexpected turn when the phone rang, echoing through the empty house. With no housekeepers in sight, I reached for the rubber-coated receiver without hesitation.“Hello,” the voice resounded.“Oh, Hello Mrs. Elizabeth. Your son is at work right now,” I informed her.“As it should be. I was hoping to speak with you,” she responded in a stoic tone.“Okay? Is there a problem?” I inquired politely, sensing an underlying tension in her voice.“Sonia told me you had an encounter. Do you have any idea who she is?” Mrs. Elizabeth's tone turned sharper.“Ugh, the lady you want your son to get married to?” I replied, a hint of sarcasm creeping into my voice.“Exactly! And I still want that. So I'll
Lyra's POVThe following day, as we embarked on our journey to the office, I delved into my sketches.Despite the turbulence in my mind, I managed to sketch out a piece of art. Upon his return, he couldn't resist the urge to peek into my drawing book.“Wow, this is incredible. How did you conjure such looks?” His eyes widened in amazement, and I couldn't help but chuckle.“I suppose I just surrendered to the flow of my emotions,” I replied.“It's like a tapestry of a mystical forest, brimming with life and grace, yet veiled in a mystery. The darker hues lend it a touch of melancholy,” he observed, and I nodded, a smile playing on my lips.“What stirred such inspiration within you?” His curiosity persisted.“As I mentioned, I simply allow my emotions to guide my hand,” I explained with a smile.He drew closer, setting the book down gently as he took my hands in his. “Lyra, are you sad?” His question caught me off guard.“Well, if happiness is elusive, then honesty is the next best thin
Lyra's POV"Hey, Mum," George greeted as he entered the room."Finally, you came," she replied, her smile fleeting but warm."You must be the girl he's been talking about," she turned her gaze towards me."Good evening, Mrs. Elizabeth," I said, offering a polite smile."Evening...?" She gestured for me to introduce myself."Oh, I'm Lyra," I responded, feeling a hint of nervousness."That's not a common name around here," she commented, her curiosity evident."Hey, bro," a cheerful voice echoed from the stairs. Vera descended, her bright conduct lighting up the room as she wrapped George in a warm hug."How are you, Vera?" George inquired, his affection for his younger sister apparent. Vera was the embodiment of kindness in the household."This is my girlfriend," George announced, introducing me to his sister."Hi," Vera exclaimed, pulling me into an enthusiastic hug. "I'm Vera, his younger sister. Oh my goodness, you're so beautiful! I love your hair, your dressing, your nose..." She
Lyra's POV As we strolled through the small town, enjoying our cosy date, his mother's calls about his marital status continued to interrupt our moments together. It was clear she was desperate to see him settle down with the Sonia girl. Upon returning to my side, I feigned ignorance of his mother's latest plea."Hey, everything okay?" he asked, taking a seat beside me."Yes," I replied with a smile.Sitting there, I couldn't help but ponder what my life might have been like without George. He was incredibly caring, and I resolved to stop burdening him with unnecessary stress.Indulging in copious amounts of cotton candy, I couldn't shake the worry of upsetting my stomach. We stocked up on snacks and headed back home."I'll grill some steaks with the meat," he announced."I wish I knew how to cook," I lamented, perching on the kitchen counter."You'll manage regardless. I'm here for you," he reassured, chuckling."Thank you, George, for everything," I said, smiling warmly.Returning
George’s POVAs night fell, her health worsened, sending shivers of fear down my spine. Hastily, I fetched a cold towel, hoping to relieve her fever.“How much did you endure in this job?” I whispered, my concern noticeable.A mere "Hmm" escaped Lyra's lips, betraying the depth of her suffering.I tended to her through the night, determined to ease her discomfort before the break of dawn signalled the start of a new day. The urge to summon the doctor tugged at me."George, there's no need to call him," Lyra croaked weakly."But what else can we do?" I pleaded, refusing to loosen my grip on her hand."I'm a werewolf, he doesn't grasp the complications of my biology. Running in our wolf form speeds up the healing process," she explained, her voice strained with pain."But you can't shift here. Should we head to the cottage?" I suggested, seeking a solution.She nodded weakly in agreement. Without hesitation, I snatched my keys and the one to the cottage, scooping her fragile form into m
Lyra's POV "We agreed to meet his family the next weekend, and he made it clear there were certain things I should avoid mentioning to them. I understood, but at some point, it all felt excessive."So, you want me to tell them my parents are living in another country?" I asked incredulously."Yes, and that they're quite wealthy, but you've chosen to come here to start your own business," he replied."George, isn't that a bit much?" I questioned."No, trust me, my mother expects nothing less. Let's just get it over with," he insisted."Okay," I consented.I couldn't comprehend why I had to fabricate details for my future mother-in-law, but my love for George outweighed any reservations.Two days later, Sean informed me that his mother had called and I could resume work at the port.I relayed the news to George, who reluctantly agreed. The following day, I dressed in black leather pants and a blue top, accessorized with matching canvas shoes and a crossbody bag, ready for the job."Goo
Lyra's POVFor the next few days, all I did was go to town and try to get a job, but I had no luck. I felt bad for stressing Sean and making him drive around all day."Why don't you take a break tomorrow?" George asked me one evening."If I do, I might just continue taking breaks," I said to him."Please, it's the weekend, so let's just spend the day together," he pleaded."Fine," I accepted reluctantly.Is getting a job this hard in the human world? Why does everyone keep asking for work experience and credentials?The next day, George took us to the beach after breakfast. This time, there were people around since it was daytime.It was relaxing, and I didn't remember the stress I'd had for the past few days. We lay on those beach beds."Quick question though, can't I work for the beach?" I asked George, who chuckled."Girl, you're obsessed with finding a job," he responded before his phone rang."Hello," he spoke, and I could hear a woman's voice from the other end."Excuse me," he
Lyra's POVI fought the urge to let my wolf take over and forced myself to take a deep breath."If you don't leave now, I'll have security throw you out," the receptionist threatened, her tone sharp.I swallowed, feeling my anger rise. "I beg your pardon," I retorted, trying to keep my voice steady."Maybe we started on the wrong foot," I continued, attempting to calm the situation. "I'm here because I need a job, and I noticed you're hiring."The receptionist raised an eyebrow, still chewing her gum. "So, you're poor?" she remarked, her words laced with disbelief."I'm not you, honey," I responded, making her visibly annoyed."What?" she sputtered."Also, I'm not a fake or whatever you think. I just want to be doing something," I added, trying to maintain my composure."Nobody asked," she muttered, blowing a bubble with her gum."I give free answers to fools," I replied calmly, refusing to be provoked.Enr
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