เข้าสู่ระบบLyra’s POVI sat quietly on the edge of my bed, staring at my reflection in the mirror. The room was still cold, but the chill outside was nothing compared to the heaviness inside my chest, a weight that no blanket or fire could ever seem to warm away.I couldn’t stop thinking about everything that had happened. Especially him. Prince Luca.I remembered my sexual encounter with the Love Beast, and the promise I had made to myself afterward. I had told myself that I wouldn’t allow myself to become involved with anyone again. I didn’t want another complicated relationship. I didn’t want another person having that kind of power over my emotions, not after everything that touch had already cost me.Yet whenever it came to Prince Luca, everything felt different. I didn’t understand why. I didn’t understand why my heart reacted whenever he came near me. I didn’t understand why his voice sometimes affected me. I didn’t understand why I could be furious with him one moment and still find myse
Lyra’s POVWendy’s expression changed the moment she saw me standing there. For a brief second, we simply stared at each other. Then she stepped forward.“You monitoring lizard, fuck off and give us some privacy.”Her words struck me harder than I expected. I didn’t respond. Before I could even process what she had said, she shut the door and slammed it directly in my face.Bang!I stood there motionless. My fingers curled slowly at my sides. I felt a strange stiffness in my chest, as though something inside me had suddenly tightened.I had come looking for Princess Elara because I needed someone to comfort me. Instead, I had walked into something I clearly wasn’t supposed to see. And now Wendy had made it obvious that she didn’t want me anywhere near them.I swallowed the lump in my throat. Fine. I wouldn’t force myself where I wasn’t wanted.I turned around and walked away. Each step toward my room felt heavier than the last.By the time I reached my room, I couldn’t hold myself tog
Lyra’s POVThe moment Prince Luca left, the tears I had been holding back finally fell freely.I sat there for a while, staring at the empty space in front of me as everything he had said replayed in my head. His words hurt. More than I wanted to admit.I wiped my cheeks, but more tears replaced the ones I had removed. How could someone claim to care about me and still speak to me like that? How could he say he wanted to make me his fated mate one moment and call me a slut the next?I hated how confusing he was. I hated how he could make me angry and still somehow make my heart beat faster. But most of all, I hated the way he acted as though he owned me.I hugged my knees and sniffed. “I would rather have Rowan as my fated mate than Prince Luca.”The words came out quietly. At least Rowan didn’t constantly remind me that I belonged to him. Luca was too possessive. Too bossy. He acted as though everyone around him belonged to him. He didn’t even deserve to be called a prince sometimes
Lyra’s povHe dragged me down the hallway with a grip that left no room for escape, my bare feet skidding against the cool hardwood as I twisted and fought. “Let me go, you monster!” The words tore out of me, half fury, half something hotter I refused to name. Luca didn’t slow. His free hand shoved the bedroom door open hard enough that it cracked against the wall, and then the world tilted.He dropped me onto the mattress without warning. The impact knocked the breath from my lungs. I bounced once, hair spilling across the pillows, and tried to scramble backward on my elbows. He was already over me, knees bracketing my hips, one large hand planted beside my head.“Stay,” he growled.I didn’t. I shoved at his chest. He caught both of my wrists in one hand and pinned them above my head. With the other he gripped the front of my blouse. Buttons scattered like gunfire across the sheets as he forced the fabric open. Cool air kissed my skin a second before the heat of his gaze did. My
Lyra’s POVFor several seconds, I couldn’t move. I stared at Prince Luca, completely frozen, while the silence around us seemed to grow heavier, pressing down on the entire gathering ground like a storm cloud waiting to break. No one dared to whisper. No one dared to move. Every eye that had been watching the earlier fight now watched me instead, waiting to see what would happen next.My hand was still raised slightly. My heart was pounding so hard that I could hear it inside my ears, drowning out even the distant murmur of the crowd.Did I really just slap the Crown Prince?I looked at my palm in disbelief. I couldn’t believe what I had done. I had acted without thinking. It had been a reflex, born from anger and humiliation I hadn’t been able to hold back any longer. But it had happened, and there was no undoing it now.Luca slowly turned his face back toward me. His expression was impossible to read. He didn’t shout. He didn’t immediately punish me, which somehow frightened me mor
Lyra’s POV“ROWAN!” Prince Luca’s voice thundered across the gathering ground. Everyone turned. The atmosphere that had been filled with excitement suddenly became painfully quiet. Even the instructors stopped talking as all eyes moved toward the prince, the collective attention of hundreds of people shifting in a single breath.I froze.Rowan slowly turned around. Luca was walking toward us with a look I had never seen before. His eyes were dark with anger, his fists tightly clenched, and every step he took made it obvious that he was barely controlling himself, the muscles in his jaw working as though he were biting back something far worse than words. “Rowan, how dare you?”Rowan didn’t answer.Luca reached him in seconds. “If I didn’t know you were my cousin, if I didn’t know we shared the same blood, you would have been dead by now.”“Prince Luca, please…”I stepped forward, but he ignored me.“You are a weakling,” Luca spat. “That’s why you became the first Lycan in our history







