LOGINLyra“Lyra, move!”Emily grabbed my hand, her fingers digging into my skin around my wrist as she pulled me forward. “Come with me. Now.”I resisted immediately. “No.”“We have to get you out of here, Lyra.”“I’m not leaving him.”I looked over my shoulder.Raguel was trapped halfway through a shift. He was fighting like a man possessed but he was slower than he had been on the night I was attacked at the packhouse. It looked like he was losing the battle.“Emily…” I tried to pull away from her grip. “We can’t leave him! Emily, let me go!”“And disobey the order of my Alpha? No!” Emily yelled. Her face was covered with sweat as she practically dragged me toward the hidden exit. “He ordered me to get you out! If you die, you know what dies with you? Our entire lineage!”We were only a few steps from the doors when someone lunged at us.Before Emily could even react, a rogue grabbed her and threw her across the room. A choked gasp left my lips as her body collided against the wall with
RaguelChaos erupted and the room went completely upside down in a heartbeat.One second, the summit dinner was full of conversation and laughter. The next, tables were overturning, people screaming, chairs scraping violently against the marble floor as the rogues lunged in every direction.As King, I didn’t have the luxury of fear. I didn’t have the luxury of hiding either. I stood my ground at the table, though every instinct screamed that the odds were violently stacked against us.My eyes immediately found Lyra. She’d frozen beside Habeela, her eyes wide with shock.Good.In this case, shock was better than panic. Panic got people killed.“Emily!”My beta’s head snapped toward me immediately.“Take Lyra and get her somewhere safe now!”“Raguel, your powers are bound…I cannot leave you alone!”“That’s an order, Emily!” I snapped, slamming my shoulder into an oncoming rogue. “Get her to safety! Now!”She bit her lip, her eyes flashing with desperate frustration, but she obeyed.I di
RaguelThere was something deeply irritating about sitting through an Alpha summit after the night I’d had.I was physically present.Mentally?I was upstairs wondering if Lyra had eaten breakfast.It was pathetic.I sat at the head of the conference table while the remaining alphas sat around me. Omar, unfortunately, looked particularly energetic and that alone was suspicious.He adjusted his heavy signet ring before folding his hands together and smiling. “I’d like to raise an issue.”Wonderful.I resisted the urge to roll my eyes at him. Instead, I leaned back in my seat. “By all means.”He looked around the room before his gaze came back on me. “I think we should discuss what happened yesterday.”My expression remained neutral but on the inside, however, I was boiling.“What about it?”“With all due respect, King Raguel…” His tone was mocking but I let it slide. “The scene was a disgrace to our entire lineage. The girl screamed and ran off.”He shrugged.“I propose to the council
LyraI woke up exhausted.Not the miserable kind of exhausted but the good kind.Every muscle ached with exhaustion.I pulled the heavy duvet up to my chin, letting out a soft breath as the memories of the previous night flooded back in an intoxicating rush. The hot, passionate sex, and then the moment his fangs had sunk into the skin of my neck. I reached up, my fingers lightly brushing the smooth, white mark on my collarbone. It didn’t sting anymore; instead, it pulsed beneath my fingers.Heat immediately flooded my cheeks and I buried my face in the pillow.Oh god.“This is embarrassing.” I muttered to myself. The fact that I was smiling made it a thousand times worse. I had absolutely no business feeling giddy after the emotional rollercoaster I’d put both of us through.Yet here I was, smiling like an idiot.I rolled over instinctively, my eyes taking in the empty space beside me. Raguel was already gone, his side of the bed neatly smoothed down. But unlike the previous morning,
LyraHe pulled me up so my back was pressed against his chest, causing his dick to slip from between my thighs with a wet sound. I looked up at him and caught a faint smirk playing on his lips. He lifted a hand, tracing the line of my jaw, his thumb brushing over my lower lip.“I want you to taste yourself on my lips,” he whispered, the words barely audible in the silent room, sending a jolt of heat through my exhausted body.I nodded immediately.His smirk widened. “Greedy girl,” he rumbled before lowering his head and capturing my mouth in a demanding kiss. His lips crushed mine, and I parted them instantly, inviting him in. His tongue swept into my mouth, and I tasted it immediately. I could taste the salty tang of his cum and the musky sweetness of my own pussy, all mixed into one unique flavor.I moaned into his mouth, my hand fisting in his hair, holding him to me. The sticky mess between my thighs seemed to pulse with renewed heat, and I felt another wave of wetness coat my cor
Lyra“Get on the bed,” Raguel commanded as soon as we stumbled into my room.I shimmied out of my dress and slid onto the bed. I wiggled close to the center, getting comfortable as I heard the rustle of fabric from Raguel taking off his pants.The bed dipped as he climbed on. My breath hitched as he began to crawl towards me, chucking off his shirt.His body hovered above me and he leaned down to kiss me softly this time. His mouth made its way down to my neck, nipping, grazing and sucking as he went down to my collarbone.I arched up and unfastened the hook of my bra, flinging across the room carelessly.A growl escaped his lips when I bared my breasts to him. “Fuck…these tits, Lyra.” He took them in his hands and began to knead roughly.“Perfect,” he groaned, and then his mouth was on my breast, sucking my nipple. I cried out, my back arching off the bed once again as his teeth scraped against the sensitive flesh. His other hand began to roll my other nipple between his fingers, pin
LyraWhen I finally stepped out of the restroom and back into the hall, Raguel was waiting by the arched balcony doors. He looked up the moment I walked in, his amber eyes roaming my face.“Do not mind Charlotte, Lyra,” he murmured, his deep baritone filled with a rare tinge of exhaustion. He took
LyraThe silence in the room was deafening.I sat frozen on my seat beside Raguel and the first thing I felt wasn’t anger. It wasn’t even embarrassment.It was jealousy.Because they looked…perfect.A wave of nausea crashed into me, followed by another spike of jealousy. Charlotte was beautiful in
LyraI stared at the screen of my phone, the brightness harsh against my eyes. “You can’t be serious,” I breathed, pushing back slightly. “This is a joke, right?”Raguel’s hand flattened against the small of my back, pressing me down until my breasts were crushed against the desk. He didn’t laugh.
LyraI recognized the look in his eyes. It was the same dark possessiveness that had crossed his eyes on the night he had fucked me with the banana. The air in the room shifted and my breath hitched as his fingers grazed my shoulders.My heart hammered against my ribs. I could feel the heat gatheri







