LYRA’S POV
On the night of my 18th birthday, I walked in on my mate fucking my best friend just as I was about to propose to him!
I never saw the betrayal coming, not when I was that excited about getting married, that sure of the love we shared.
My jaw dropped in horror as I froze at the doorway.
My mate Rowan’s jeans hung off his hips like he couldn’t even wait to get naked before shoving his cock inside her. My best friend Callia’s dress was pushed up to her ribs, and Rowan was pounding into her rough and hard. She moaned his name loudly, clearly enjoying it.
What the hell?
The ring box in my hand mocked me. And so did the sight in front of me.
“What are you two doing!?” I yelled in anger, finally snapping out of my shock and storming into the bedroom.
Callia’s head snapped up, her face draining of colour. “L-Lyra?” She shoved Rowan off her and dropped to her knees. “P-please, Lyra! This isn't what it looks like!”
I laughed bitterly. “Oh? So you didn’t just have my mate inside you?” Tears stung at the corners of my eyes. “Callia, we’ve been friends since we were kids! I shared all my nice things with you. You ate at my table, wore my clothes, slept under my roof. And you still did this?”
My father is the Alpha of our pack, and Callia is just a mere servant in the packhouse. Every day she sang my praises, swore she was lucky to be my best friend. And now this?
It was then Rowan laughed darkly. And the worst part? There was no remorse on his face, he didn't even have the decency to pull his pants up.
“There’s no need to apologize to her, Calli. You’re the one I chose.” Rowan smirked and then he grabbed her, pulled her up and wiped her tears. She let out a shaky breath, but didn’t resist as he pressed a kiss to her cheek.
What?
A cold shudder ran down my spine and it felt like my heart had been cracked open.
“Are you out of your fucking mind, Rowan?” I screamed, “It’s my birthday and you didn’t even bother to show up! And like an idiot, I came here to ask you to be my husband!”
I flung the ring box across the room and it hit the wall. “And here you are….” I paused, my gaze slowly shifting to Callia, “Screwing my best friend behind my back?”
“P-please, Lyra, I’m sorry. I never meant for this to happen but I love him. I’ve always loved him and—”
Rowan scoffed. “I said don’t waste your breath on her, Callia.” And then he turned to face me, “I was never going to mark a pathetic daddy’s girl like you anyways, Lyra.”
With that, he pulled Callia back against him, his hands tracing the curve of her waist. Callia’s eyes moved between me and him, but she didn’t resist. Instead, she leaned into his touch, melting as he tilted her chin up and kissed her.
A sharp pain twisted in my chest.
My fists clenched, “Enjoy it while you can, because I’ll make sure you suffer for this!”
I turned on my heel and fled Rowan’s house before my tears could fall. I stormed back to the packhouse and went to my father Alpha Garrick's office.
He sat at his desk and my mother, Luna Eva, was standing beside him as they discussed. They both paused and looked up the moment I entered.
I would make sure my father gets rid of them both.
My mother frowned, “Lyra dear, where have you been? Your party wasn’t even over before you had left.”
I clenched my fists so hard my nails dug into my palms. “Rowan,” I spat his name like venom. “I found him—” I whispered, “I found him cheating on me with Callia.”
My father’s eyes narrowed. My mother’s lips parted, her hand flying to her chest.
“What?” she whispered.
“Father,” I hissed, slamming my hands onto his desk. “I want them banished. Immediately!”
Father looked up, his brows furrowing. “Lyra, calm down.”
“Calm down?” I let out a bitter laugh. “I walked in on my mate having sex with my best friend. On my birthday! I won’t share a pack with those traitors.”
“She’s right, Garrick. Rowan is just an ordinary pack member. He should’ve shown our daughter the same respect every other member does—if not more. But instead, he betrayed her and their mate-bond. And Callia, I treated that girl like my own. And this is how she repays us?”
Father exhaled slowly, rubbing his temples. “I understand you’re hurt, Lyra, but you need to be more understanding. Callia—”
“Understanding?” I snapped, “She betrayed me! You’ve always made excuses for her, always told me to forgive her, but this?” My throat tightened. “I can’t.”
My mother stepped forward. “Enough of this. I’m giving the order.” She turned to the guards outside. “Banish Rowan and Callia from the pack. Now.”
But before the warriors could move, my father rose from his seat and spoke.
“Stand down.”
Silence.
I turned to my father, my whole body stiff. “You’re protecting them?”
My mother’s face hardened. “Garrick, if you don’t explain yourself right now, I swear to the Goddess—”
“I can’t banish them!” My father’s jaw clenched. He looked between us, then let out a heavy sigh.
My brows furrowed but before I could protest, my father continued, “Because Callia… is your half-sister.”
Lyra’s POVBut just then, the doors opened and the aura that swept into the room was enough to quieten down my anger. Turning to the entrance, Valrik entered into the chambers flanked by two guards with swords. “There will be no such thing as an execution.” His declaration was hard as stone, and as he paused at the centre of the room, his gaze momentarily met with mine. I felt a small smile creep up on my lips. “But, your majesty…” Elder Soren walked up to him, “She…” he pointed at me, “broke the law. She's no longer a virgin and she must face the punishment of lying to the Royal family.” “And I said you will do no such thing!” Valrik snapped and his words bounced against the walls of the room in a thunderous echo. Goosebumps crawled up my skin. Valrik was…defending me? What made him believe me over his own council? Once again, his gaze met mine and I swear, his eyes softened a bit. If my heart sing, it would probably belt a chorus right at that moment upon seeing the look in h
Lyra’s POVThe guards that came along with the elders escorted me to the council chamber. I was surprised, wondering what the urgent summon was all about but when I stepped into the chamber and saw Brenna and Callia already seated, I knew exactly what I was there for. Callia and Brenna’s eyes narrowed at me as I walked in. I tried to ignore their disdainful look, but it was hard not to feel uneasy as it accompanied every step I took my seat. Only then did they look away, snorting and huffing respectively. I sucked in a huge breath. Elder Soren mounted the podium in front of us and looked between the three of us before his gaze ultimately settled on me—and hardened. I shifted uncomfortably in my seat, my brows fusing together as I wondered why everyone was being especially hostile. “Lyra, it has come to our notice that your innocence as a woman has become…compromised.” He cleared his throat, “That goes against our code of conduct as the rules state that each candidate must be and r
LYRA'S POVValrik tore his gaze away from me and looked down at my injuries one last time and his brows furrowed a bit. “It has started to scab.” He confirmed. I nodded, that was a good thing. However, before I could say anything else he reached forward and scooped me into his arms so suddenly that I let out a yelp. “W-what are you doing?” My face had immediately flushed red and I felt tingles going up my spine. I was already mortified from everything that had already happened, like it didn't help matters that I had kissed him or cried in front of him or come this close to dying in his arms.I didn’t want him to carry me. Goddess help me, I didn’t want him to carry me.I didn’t want to feel his arms around me again, didn’t want to be pressed against his chest with his heartbeat pounding steady beneath my cheek, didn’t want to smell the cool sharpness of the spring water still clinging to his skin, didn’t want to feel how careful he was being with me.“I'm fine you know…I can walk,
LYRA'S POVDear Gods!I instinctively tried to pull my leg back because the position was too humiliating, but his grip was strong. Impossibly strong, and the moment I tugged even a little. His hand tightened, not roughly, not in a way that hurt, but with just enough pressure to lock me in place. His eyes lifted briefly to mine and I went still, my hands trembling as they hovered uncertainty over my lap.I felt my face burning and I hated that he could affect me like this, that a single glance could silence me when I was supposed to be stronger than this, supposed to have a spine.But then his gaze dropped again, and I realized—he wasn’t doing this to humiliate me or punish me or anything like that, he was checking my ankle.My freaking ankle. I’d forgotten, somehow, that there was a wound there, that I’d been poisoned, that I’d nearly died, and I blinked down in shock as he tilted my leg slightly, adjusting the angle to get a better look.The pain was gone.I glanced down and saw t
LYRA’S POV“I saw Joaz before I blacked out—I think I saw him, or maybe I thought I did, because everything was spinning, and it was dark, and my head was pounding so hard that I couldn’t be sure, but I really thought—”“Don’t say his name again.”His words were quiet but felt like a slap. The way he said it wasn’t loud, but it was dangerous, and I had never heard him sound like that before. So, I snapped my mouth shut.I didn’t understand why he was so angry, not really, not until it hit me. My hands reached for my lips. They were wet, swollen. My eyes widened immediately and I took a staggering step back. Back in the spring, I had said things, horribly embarrassing things, and worse—worse than that—oh goddess, I had kissed him.“Oh gods,” I breathed. “I kissed you.”His silence confirmed it.“I kissed you,” I said again, lower this time, because saying it once hadn’t made it feel any less real, and maybe if I said it quieter, it wouldn’t sound so reckless or shameful.“Yes,” he sa
VALRIK'S POVHer voice was in my head.Not her voice exactly—her wolf’s. It was soft yet, wild and utterly certain.“Mate.” She said again, louder. My own wolf stirred instantly, letting out a triumphant howl in the back of my mind. Of course Igor liked that, it was all he wanted anyways. To finally give in to the desires. “Thank you…Alpha King…for saving us.” Her wolf said. “The poison is clearing now, she should be waking up soon.” She added. But even as my wolf exulted to that, my heart twisted in guilt.I saved her, yes. Rushed to a dangerous place just to make sure I did not lose her. Something I was unable to do for Sybil…despite how much I wanted to. But that wasn't even the worst thing…I had kissed her. Gods, I kissed her. Not gently. Not like a man trying to save a life. Like a male starving for something he thought he’d buried long ago.And it hadn’t just been her lips. It was the feel of her body pressed against mine. The taste of her breath. The sound she made when