Chapter 13

LYRA 

Lucien twirled me round his arms, his strong hands gripping my waist, my eyes lingered on Cassien who was dancing with another lady. 

“Why isn't he here?” I asked, Jealousy cracking my voice. 

“It would raise suspicion.” Lucien raised his eyebrow as if telling me that I was supposed to know. Well. I do but it didn't help matters did it?. “Even this is raising suspicion. We rarely dance and with you, we shouldn't even try but here we are,” He added. 

“And why are you terrible?” He asked in return. 

I looked away from his gaze and wetted my lips “It's Rowan,” I said. 

“What did he do again?” Lucien's grip tightened against my waist. 

“It's nothing,” I replied instantly. 

“Wild one,” he growled. 

“It's really nothing, just asked where I was last night,” I said. 

“And? What did you tell him?” He almost came to an abrupt stop but I carried him along. 

“You're being suspicious now,” I pointed out and he muttered a quiet sorry. “I simply told him that I went out for a walk,” I took a deep breath. 

“And why did you both fail to return?” I asked, my voice sharpening in anger. 

“It's a long story, wild one,” He started and went for a pause. 

“Then shorten…”

“I plan to do just that,” He said with an amused smile “But not here and not without Cassien,” He added and I nodded in agreement. 

The music stopped but instead of returning to my given seat, I was whisked away by my mates. 

We moved into the crowd, blending smoothly but I felt a burning gaze at my back, close to the spot where Lucien's hand rested and I shook it off as soon as it came. No one could possibly notice. There were many people here anyway. 

We arrived at a dark corner some meters away from the ballroom. 

“Wild one,” Lucien started as he paced around the hallway. 

“What's wrong that's making you both jittery?” My gaze darted from the pacing Lucien to the eerily quiet Cassien. 

“Luna, you're a white wolf,” Cassien began. 

“Yes,” I nodded, that was not news again. “We saw it last night in the field,” My heartbeat quickened. They had found something about it. 

“It means…” Lucien sighed like what he was about to say would cost him his life. 

“You're the last descendant of the moon goddess,” Cassien dropped. 

“What?” I yelled as Lucien stepped forward, silencing the yell with a kiss. 

I pushed him away lightly, fixing my gaze on Cassien. “What do you mean by that?” I asked. 

“We did our research on Luna,” he said. “The powers, your eyes, the strength and everything. They were unusual, unheard of even but we had to search, to be sure” He was saying but my head was ringing. My eyes were seeing a sea of black. 

“Lyra!” I jolted out of the obyss. “What's wrong with you?” They were both by my side. My wolf was whimpering inside of me. 

“I don't know, need you both,” I replied and Lucien chuckled softly before planting his lips on mine. “Your wish is our command” His hands were already kneading my breasts. 

Cassien was beside me, “You would never lack anything Lyra, we would make sure of that,” He whispered into my ears, his hot breath fanning my sensitive area and I hummed in response. 

“Argh,” I arched my back as Lucien pushed two fingers into my hole. “Goddess!” I heaved a satisfied sigh. She had blessed me with my mates and no matter the trouble she threw our way, I was sure we could overcome it. 

The sound of a belt being opened echoed in the quiet hallway. The fear of someone passing by and catching us red-handed served to add even more thrill to the adventure. 

With a swipe, Cassien pulled my mask over my head and pushed his already hard cock into my mouth. He took slow thrusts. One. Two. Before slamming his cock into the back of my throat, making me gag all over his cock. 

My tongue swiped at his cock slowly and I let out a cry as Lucien entered me from behind. His cock hit that spot as they both fell into a rhythm. 

ELDER MARROCK 

When I walked past the field this morning, the faint smell of sex filled the air. But in between the mixture, I caught two I was sure of. The scent of the Princes. The twins. And the scent of the mate bond. 

The moon goddess would never make two brothers mates as it was incest in her eyes and they was the scent of a female wolf clinging to the air, even sharper than the twins but I couldn't pinpoint who had that scent. 

Rowan had come to me, complaining that he had this feeling that his wife was cheating in him as he wasn't her first person. 

I comforted him saying he was just being paranoid because of his affair outside his home but when I saw his wife, The supposedly fragile girl that was given in marriage to Rowan, I thought otherwise. 

The peculiar scent radiating off her was the same scent I had caught in the field and there was no denying it. Being able to catch scents was a gift from the goddess but even Rowan might not believe it. 

So I needed evidence and was hell bent on getting it. When the rogues I had positioned attacked the pack while everyone was away, it was not surprising that I was the first to get the information and I rushed over to tell it to Rowan. 

That was why he liked me, the premium information only I could give and not even his worthless Beta. 

My eyes was fixed on the girl, Lyra. I think that's her name and I warned her explicitly before Rowan. I didn't care what he thought, I just needed evidence. 

When Rowan left and Lucien was the next person she danced with, my hypothesis became even clearer and then she was whisked away by the twins. I became so sure of my theory but refrained from following them. 

I knew how two mates could be protective and possessive, instead I called Ramil, head of my own armies and instructed him to position three men to always watch over Lyra. 

I needed evidence and was sure as hell I could get it.