LOGINLyraThe horror that flashed across his features lasted only a few seconds before it slowly gave way to something else entirely. His eyes widened ever so slightly, and the horrified expression on his face softened into surprise, like he couldn’t quite believe what he’d just heard.For a few seconds, he simply stared at me.His lips parted, but no words came out. He looked completely caught off guard, and for someone who always seemed to have an answer for everything, seeing him this speechless was amusing.When he didn’t say anything, I continued talking, not seeing any reason to dance around the issue.“I’d like to have a child with you,” I said.I didn’t stop there because the thought had already taken shape so clearly in my head that it almost felt real.“I think it’d be nice if we have a little Raguel with your amber eyes and stubborn streak, a little Lyra with my hair and my smile running around in the house.”The words hung gently between us.I found myself smiling without meani
LyraThe newly-installed television in my room had been on for nearly an hour, though I couldn’t honestly say I’d been paying much attention to whatever was playing anymore.We had started with a historical documentary that somehow drifted into a cooking competition before ending on an action movie Raguel claimed he wasn’t interested in but had somehow become completely invested in.I caught him watching it from the corner of my eye and smiled to myself.“You’ve been staring at that screen for the last ten minutes.”His eyes snapped back to mine. “I have not.”“You absolutely have.”“I'm just observing. The hero has made four foolish decisions in a row. I’m curious how many more he’ll make before the movie ends.”I shook my head and laughed.For someone who ruled an entire kingdom and could make hardened Alphas nervous with a single look, Raguel had surprisingly strong opinions about movies.Just then, the hero walked nonchalantly into an explosion.Raguel sighed. “See what I'm saying
MiguelGrowing up, Raguel had always been the better son.He had been the stronger, faster, more courageous one. Whenever we sparred, I ended up flat on my back. Whenever we raced, I was left behind before we reached the halfway mark. Whenever any of our parents spoke proudly about one of us, it was usually Raguel’s name that left their mouth.Not because they loved me less but because Raguel gave people so much to admire about him.I remembered one afternoon when I was barely ten. Father had watched Raguel knock down three older boys during training. The pride in his eyes had been hard to miss. He had never looked at me with so much pride. Strangely enough, that never hurt as much as people imagined it would.Because I never wanted what Raguel had. Not the power, not the title. None of those fascinated me. I had always wanted something, or rather, someone.Charlotte.I smiled bitterly as I leaned back in my chair.She had been the only thing I'd ever wanted. But every time her eyes s
LyraThe women union’s meeting was being held inside one of the largest reception halls in the pack. I exchanged one last look with Habeela and she smiled encouragingly. “You’ve got this.”“I hope so.”I pushed the doors open. The room fell silent immediately and dozens of faces turned toward me. Some of the women looked surprised while a few immediately bowed.I smiled politely. “I hope I’m not interrupting anything.”Nobody answered so I took the time to look around me. The hall had been transformed into a bright gathering space with round tables, flowers and refreshments laid out neatly along one side of the room.One woman finally stepped forward.I recognized her immediately.She was Charlotte’s closest friend, always beside Charlotte during previous gatherings, though I’d never actually spoken to her properly.“Luna.” She lowered her head respectfully. “We… weren’t expecting you.” She hesitated before gesturing toward the seat at the front. “You can have Charlotte’s place.”I co
LyraI was still lost in my thoughts when I felt Raguel’s hand cover the hand on my knee. When I looked up at him, I realized we were already driving into the estate gates. The second the car rolled to a stop, a young guard rushed to open my door.“Thank you Chase,” I said with a sweet smile, chuckling when he blushed.Without waiting for Raguel, I hurried inside. “Habeela?”No answer.I climbed the stairs two at a time, making my way to her bedroom. On my way, a couple of maids bowed when they saw me, but I was already looking past them.“Is Habeela in her room?”They exchanged glances before one of them answered. “No, Luna. She stepped out a while ago.”My stomach dropped. “What do you mean stepped out?”“She left some hours ago.”I pulled out my phone again to check if she had dropped a message only to remember that she didn’t have a phone anymore.My heart began pounding so loudly that I could hear it.“Lyra.”I turned so quickly that I nearly lost my balance.Raguel was walking t
HabeelaLiving with Lyra had started to feel… normal.Sometimes, that thought alone frightened me because I wasn’t used to ‘normal’. I wasn’t used to waking up without wondering what kind of mood someone else would be in or laughing loudly without worrying that it would annoy somebody.It had only been a few weeks, yet every morning I still caught myself waiting for something terrible to happen.It never did.I smiled to myself as I wandered through the hallway that afternoon. The house was unusually quiet. Lyra and Raguel had left earlier that morning for pack business. I reached into the pocket of my cardigan, instinctively searching for my phone before remembering again that it wasn’t there.“Oh…” I sighed.The night I left Heath’s house, I had misplaced my phone somewhere. At first, I had thought about asking Lyra to call it but then I realized how peaceful it felt without it.Maybe I didn’t even need another phone.“Luna Habeela?”I turned around and saw one of the guards standin
LyraBy the fifth shower, even the freezing water failed to quench the heat raging within. It only made me more hypersensitive, turning every drop of icy cold water into an agonizing tease against my flesh.I stepped back into the silver-bathed bedroom, my silk nightgown clinging to my damp body li
LYRAI woke up feeling like I had been dragged through something I couldn’t remember. My body felt heavy and weak, with an aching, unfamiliar soreness. I lay still, trying to piece together fragments of the night before. Flashes—red eyes, a voice, a hand around my neck, the words, “Your husband sold
LYRAFor a minute, everything existed in echoes and blurs. I expected Aaron to laugh and tell me he was joking, or to tell me he had dismissed Raguel immediately and that they were currently hunting for another investor. But my husband did none of that. He continued driving through the quiet road
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