Xavier's pov.I still was not satisfied with the report I received from Rune. I just felt drawn to Lyra. I needed to be there.Rune who had teleported away was yet to return.He was my eyes and ears outside of this place.I wasn't ready to face my people, my brother, but I was willing to try, and most especially, for Lyra.Rune returned but it was with a more dramatic light show than he left.“That will teach that lout not to double-cross me,” he said as he walked up to the wine cabinet.“Spells and magic have taken a whole lot out of me today, please let us rest,” Rune said to me. “You should also have a shot yourself, you look like a drenched wolf cub,” he added. I looked at him and chuckled, my next news was going to send him into a frenzy, a very wild one at that. “Drink up and rest and do that quickly. We're heading to the Darkmoon manor at once,”And just as expected, he gave a dramatic show.He spat the drink from his mouth and choked on his tongue.“What do you mean we are
Rune’s povIt felt good getting back at that wizard. Something about it felt wrong especially the way he was looking at Lyra with fear evident on his face but I didn't care. If not for anything I used Lyra as my consolation. He almost drained her soul from her body. He deserved worse for using such spells on another living being especially when he was not being attacked. Lyra was helpless and yet he used spells with the power to inflict excruciating pain on its victims.I was back at the residence with Xavier, and he was looking like a drenched puppy. I offered him a shot of vodka as I was having several shots too. “You should have a shot yourself, you look like a drenched wolf cub,” I poked at him. He was always an easy tease. He took it well and he chuckled in response to my teasing. Or so I thought.The words that came out of his mouth threw me into a frenzy.“Drink up,” he let out, “Rest and do that quickly, we're heading to the Darkmoon manor at once,”It took me a while
Lyra's povI walked up to the door with thoughts and questions raging in my head. I still don't see how I got here. None of this was my fault. I turned to make one last plea. I was ready to take the blame. I just needed my mother in these hard times, heck, who was I going to tell of my ordeal with that wild earlier? “Mother please, we don't have to do this, not again” I pleaded.“Mother please, just listen to me,”“I have no daughter,” she responded as she grabbed the phone and dialed some numbers.I knew what that meant at this point. Rejected by my mate, and rejected by my mother.I became a lone wolf, easy prey, and my first predator.My mom had them on the line.Giving them every bit of information and descriptions about me, down to the last button on my shirt.I ran out through the front door, all the way to the back, and leaped over the fence. I had run a reasonable distance before I heard howls and saw bright lights coming from the direction of my mother's place.I ran int
Lyra's pov What was happening to me?Why are these visions and most importantly why do they look like they are coming to pass? Why do these premonitions seem so real?Rune was oblivious to what was happening to me. I looked at every object and every person carefully to see if I could trigger something to further prove or disprove that what I saw earlier today was real.Nothing was helping, nothing clicked and nothing most definitely rang a single bell.“Almost there now,” Rune announced.I expected the best honestly but something would not let that premonition go. Not like it had ever mattered or happened before, save that one time. But even then, it didn't seem like it happened in real-time.The decor from the moment Rune announced changed.The hallway was a masterclass in elegance and refinement, a symphony of opulence that unfolds with each step. My gaze was first drawn to the soaring ceiling, adorned with intricate moldings and gilded details that shimmered in the soft light.
Lyra's pov I blinked my eyes severallyThe realization of the whole thing hit me hard, harder than I expected.I know I was eager to see the end of the whole thing but there I stood, beforehand he who kidnapped me and fancy people dressed to the high heavens.That brought me to the biggest question I've had to ask myself.“Who was that lady?” he was the wolf, Rune the hand that led me to him. But who was that lady who was murdered by the wolf?“It's nice to meet you again,” I might not have noticed this the last time we met, but his voice threw me off guard.Silky and smooth enough to knock me off temporarily from my train of thought.I wondered why it was different the last time and I found solace in the rage that burned inside of me that night.But today was different, under a different circumstance.“I honestly thought I'd never see you again but look at you, standing here, strong, bold, and audacious,” the Alpha uttered. Here I was basking in the seductive melody of his voice t
Lyra's POV.There was no way this was happening, not while I lived and most definitely not in my presence.“Umm, what? What's going on?” As the constant breath escaping the nostrils of everyone present there in the hall, I was unnoticed. Important to the discussion but unnoticed.“Very well then. You, Lucas, will be testing her, Lyra Octavia,” the alpha said finally with an air of authority.“Oh hell nah! I disagree, not very well. Lucas will not be testing me,” I said in resistance but that was all in my head. I prayed for a chance to speak but was given none. What would I have said if I was granted the chance to?Tell them the tale of the rejection Lucas suffered at my hands or?I must have judged too soon when I saw no downside to accepting the proposal to be one with the Darkmoon pack, family, or whatever.But being in the bond as Lucas? I was ready to tear out my hair and feast on it. I'd rather die than give Lucas that satisfaction.Yes, I'd rather die and be forgotten than le
Lyra’s POVThe alpha, Xavier as I had learned his name to be, had been absent from the manor for a while now.“He'd be back soon and just in time for your official ceremony in two weeks” Rune had told me when I inquired of him.It's been a week since then and it has been bittersweet.Xavier had given me a job during my stay in the manor and I had forgotten how life was treating me just before my acceptance into the Darkmoon pack.But occasionally Luca had been a cause, a good one at that, to remember how I got here.I was fascinated with the couture the pack ran, one of their many strings of income, that I flung myself immediately to them when given the chance.“Very good,” Lucas had said when he heard me make my choice.“The couture is my personal favorite, it's a good thing you can work for me from there”“Work? For you?!” I asked at the top of my voice.He had satisfaction written all over his face after my outburst.“Yes,” he responded in his casual arrogance, “do you have somethi
Lyra's POV “You're late,” I said boastfully, “one might say you're slow.”He was silent and zoomed past me into the pig sty. I followed and picked up the protective farmer gear I found laying around.The leather jacket I was putting on, courtesy of the Darkmoon couture, might have cost me nothing but I wasn't going to let anything from that pigsty get on me.I had found an apron along with some knee-high boots and put them all on before we got to the pigs.Lucas must have observed the change in my steps and turned to me.After a good look at me, he finally spoke up.“You're not going to need that unless you intend to clean up the mess after now,” he said looking from the shovel I held in my hands to my face.He was entirely different here, while we were alone. I was melting, slowly, but I was not letting myself get carried away from my promise.“Why?” I asked, examining the shovel that I held in my hand closely.I prayed he wasn't thinking of me cleaning the sty with my bare hands.