Lyric had spent her life being hated. Bullied for her scarred face and hated by everyone—including her own mate—she was always told she was ugly. Her mate only kept her around to gain territory, and the moment he got what he wanted, he rejected her, leaving her broken and alone. Then, she met him. The first man to call her beautiful. The first man to show her what it felt like to be loved. It was only one night, but it changed everything. For Lyric, he was a saint, a savior. For him, she was the only woman that had ever made him cum in bed—a problem he had been battling for years. Lyric thought her life would finally be different, but like everyone else in her life, he lied. And when she found out who he really was, she realized he wasn't just dangerous—he was the kind of man you don't escape from. Lyric wanted to run. She wanted freedom. But she desired to navigate her way and take back her respect, to rise above the ashes. Eventually, she was forced into a dark world she didn't wish to get involved with.
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"You used me!" I sobbed, crying to my mate who just rejected me. "Mating with me was your ladder to power, Roderick! Your Pack climbed the ranks because of me! Now that you've achieved your ambition, you don't need the ugly girl anymore, is that it? But you were willing to mate with me a year ago!"
"Oh, spare me!" Roderick rolled his eyes. "Don't act like you didn't know I'd have left you at some point. Hold on, did you really think I'd have made you the Luna of my Pack? I can barely stand the sight of you, Lyric. How do you expect me to take you to Alpha meetings and present you to others? You are disgusting!"
"But I did not give this scar to myself!" I cried bitterly. "And you promised you'd take me to the best doctors. You didn't do any of that, Roderick! It'd have helped!"
"What? Even your own family doesn't care enough to take you to doctors, and you think I would? Quit, dreaming, Lyric and get out of my Pack!"
Tears blurred my vision. It wasn't the first time I was being called ugly, but it hurt more each time it came from Roderick.
I knew Roderick had no love for me when my family paired me with him a year ago. For a year, we lived like strangers despite being mated. I was still a virgin as he could not even bring himself to touch me.
It wasn't my fault I was ugly. I was burnt with a silver-base branding iron when I was a kid, leaving a huge scar by the side of my face. I still didn't know who was responsible for it, but I've had to grow up with this sting of rejection. Even my own family hated me and were embarrassed by my appearance.
But I thought Roderick would be different. I thought he'd love me. Apparently, in a world where ranks mattered the most to Pack Leaders, deceit was bound to happen.
I glared at him. I'd truly loved this man and wished he'd love me back. But now, I wish he'd suffer for what he did to me.
"You are a monster," I gritted the words. "And I hope you pay for this someday."
He threw back his head and laughed, a hollow sound. "Cursed Lyric, how exactly is that going to happen? I am currently the third most powerful Alpha now. My Pack is up the ranks while your family is beneath me! There is nothing you can do to me anymore. You have always been and will always be worthless!
"Listen, I have rejected you already, and you have accepted. Although, there is one final formality left, but as far as I'm concerned, you're not longer anything to me. So, get your disgusting face out of my pack! This instant, before I have the guards throw you out!" His glare was icy, and before I could respond, he walked out.
.........
After I managed to pull myself together, I left Roderick's Pack and decided to head home—to my father's Pack. I hadn't been home since I moved into Roderick's Pack, and I hoped they'd be willing to take me in.
My family had never really liked me. Everything started falling apart after my mother left—abandoning me when I was four. My father chose a new mate and suddenly didn't have enough time for me. Then, I got my scar and he became even more distant.
The guards let me through the gate, but when I rang the bell of the lounge, my stepsister and her mother opened up. To my surprise, they wouldn't let me in.
"Go back to Roderick and beg him some more, Lyric. There is no room for you here," Nora said after I explained everything to them.
Despite my attempt to get them to to pity me, letting them understand I had nowhere else to go, they ordered the guards to see me out.
They've always taken me to be a disgrace to the family and were happy when I left to Roderick's Pack. Now, they didn't want me back.
.........
By evening, I was seated in a bar, my favorite bar—Faceless Drunk. Over here, they mixed portions strong enough to get a wolf drunk, and you didn't have to worry about being recognized and judged as every customer made use of masks.
It had been my favorite bar for years. If people had to see my face, they'd think I was getting drunk because I was ugly.
"You're too ugly." I'd heard those words too many times, I could recite them in my sleep without missing a beat.
But above all, it was Roderick's betrayal that cut deep. It was even more painful that I could not do anything to him. His Pack was very powerful now, and I was an ugly, rejected girl who didn't even have a family to return to. Nobody could ever want me. What was the point of living?
I emptied the last of my drink and was trying to stand when someone spoke from nowhere: "A refill for the lady, please."
I turned in surprise to find a man taking the seat beside me. The bartender nodded and proceeded to get a refill.
I furrowed my brows in surprise as I looked at the newcomer. I couldn't see his face as he was wearing a mask just like me, but something about the way he appeared told me he was sophisticated.
His suit was a Mason Étoile brand, and his watch was an Aristo Tempus watch. An average Wolf couldn't afford these things.
"You've been coming here to drink alone for some time now," he said, surprising me.
His voice... It was soothing and impossible to ignore.
I lowered my eyes, feeling a little ashamed. How can he even tell? "I don't know what you're talking about."
"Your mask." He tipped his chin toward me. "You've never changed it."
Oh. "That means you also come here a lot."
"I do. It's not quite up to my standard, but it's my favorite place. I like it when I don't get judged by anyone."
The barman returned with my drink. I thanked the newcomer before drinking from my glass.
"From the look of things, you must be troubled. I am, too. So, why don't we make a deal, Miss? Have fun for the night and go our separate ways by morning?"
I looked at him in shock. He was offering a one-night affiar!
"But y—you don't even know me," I muttered shyly.
"I do not need to. It is simply for fun."
There was something about the way he spoke. I could tell he was a man that didn't care about the feelings of others and was only out to get what he wanted.
"Although, I must warn you," he tsked. "It will be a long night. I have... problems finishing on a woman. I never finish. So, like I said, it is simply for the fun of it."
Huh? He could not climax during intimacy? But I heard that was the best part of it. How could he enjoy intimacy if he has never finished on a woman before? The thought of it was sad.
Despite how absurd it sounded, a part of me was tempted. I'd always been curious about intimacy. No one has ever liked me because of my scar, not even my mate—ex-mate.
After much conviction from the newcomer, I gave it a thought.
"Can we keep our masks on?" You'll hate me just like the others if you see how ugly I am.
"Sure." He shrugged. "Your wish is my command, Princess."
Princess? My stomach churned.
Oh, no. He didn't know I looked like a monster. If he knew, he'd run off like the others.
I was tempted to cry. Sometimes, I really did wish I was treated like a 'Princess.'
LYRICMy hands balled into fists beside me. By the gods, I wanted to take her pride away. Just... anything to bring her from this throne a little.But I knew there was nothing I could do. Plus with my baby involved, I wasn't ready to get into another fight with her.Despite how hard it was bowing to the woman who's made me her enemy from the very first day she saw me and ensured that life was always difficult for me, I forced my head to go low, giving her the glory she wanted.I couldn't see her face, but I could somehow tell she was smiling."I don't think I can hear your words," she taunted.My throat burnt from trying to produce the words, but I forced them out nonetheless. "Grand Luna.""Hm." She stepped back, a hand on her thigh. "Sounds much better. Who would've thought that seeing you like this would be such a fulfilling sight?"I raised my head as, my cheeks burning in shame. Her smug smile made me hate myself even more."It's a good thing you're finally learning your pl
LYRIC It wasn't until Jaris and I were away from the bank that all the nervousness I'd been bottling away came flooding out.My palms were sweaty and shaky. I rubbed them on the sides of my jeans, taking deep breaths and reminding myself I was fine."It's fine, Lyric. Nobody will dare hurt you," Jaris said reassuringly when we reached the room.The tears came freely as I dug my shaky hands into my hair."Lyric—""No, I'm just... I'm just overwhelmed," I chuckled. "You stood up for me in there, against every single person." My voice broke. "Am I worth it,, Jaris? T—The people might be against you for this."Gods, I felt like a bad luck. His first day as King and he was already going against the entire council for my sake."I don't care. Listen, Lyric," he took my hand. "I already plan on erasing this stupid law that paints your kind as dangerous. From tomorrow after we've moved in, I'll start working on it and get the Council to agree with me. As soon as the law is erased, you'll
LYRICMy hands itched to clutch the sides of my dress, but I forced them not to, following Jaris:l' instructions. He told me not to do anything that would make me look nervous.The hall went dead silent, followed by their shocked expressions, then slow gasps and murmurs. I watched as they all exchanged glances at each other on the table, except for the Executioners who had their eyes solely on me."You're a Siphon," Cole nodded, confirming the truth in my eyes. "And you killed Lucy."I swallowed nervously on that fact. "It was an accident. Never wanted to.""You fucking killed Lucy and dared to call it an accident?" One of the females growled, her teeth grinding together. "Lucy was an amazing person. She didn't deserve to die like that!" She was the Executioner that reminded me of Lucy, and it was the first time any of them was displaying an emotion other tha
LYRICI slept off in Jaris' arms. But even in my sleep, I still didn't find peace.I was alone and sad in my dream, with the whole world being against me. It made me so afraid when I woke up to someone knocking on my door.I looked around to an empty bed. Jaris must've left when I fell asleep. Afterall, this night was supposed to be busy for him.The knock came again. I left the bed but was too scared to go closer to know who was knocking."I know you're in there, Lyric. Open this door. We need to talk."It was Luna Isolde.Convincing myself that she couldn't harm me, I decided to listen to her. Jaris must've locked the door from outside, but I found an extra key on the table and unlocked the door with it.I found myself staring straight at the furious Luna who looked like she was ready to slaughter me."Why did it take you so long to open the door?" She growled at me."I—I was sleeping."She glared at me from head to toe."I'm sorry, Luna," I added."What happened with you and
JARISWe took the stairs, and in no time, we reached a big bedroom.I felt her stall as she admired the place. Turning her around, I helped unzip her dress."Whose room is this?" She asked, running her eyes around.I was pleased she didn't ask about the fact that I was taking her clothes off."Just a random guest room."I helped her step out the dress. She was left in just her bra top and under shorts. At least, she should feel more free."You need to rest," I told her as I pulled her with me to the bed.She hesitated a little. I knew she wanted to argue. Wanted to remind me that we had more things to worry about and that she wanted to get out of here. But she must damn tired 'cause she finally gave in and laid on the bed.I sat with my back against the headboard then placed her head on my thighs. She closed her eyes, taking a deep relaxing breath.I revelled in the sight of her face. Her beautiful flawless face.My eyes drew to her belly where one of her hands rested. I noticed s
JARISThe faces of the Executioners were taut as I rejoined them in the room. Well, my own face didn't look any different.I didn't miss the way Cole's eyes narrowed when he didn't see Lyric behind me."If you don't mind me asking, My King, where is Lyric?""She won't be joining us," I said, matter-of-factly as I reached my spot.Cole wasn't the only one who looked shocked and uncomfortable."I don't understand. Why won't she? You know this is a serious issue, Your Highness! We can't just sweep it under the rug like it's nothing!""Please, she needs to be here," another Executioner said, though I could see how much he was dying to get rid of the 'please'."It is," I shrugged. "But I don't feel like discussing it on a night like this. Not anymore." I started to retreat. "There are people out
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