บททั้งหมดของ The Alpha’s Dionesa: บทที่ 11 - บทที่ 20

Lyra's POV:Lady Blackstorm lifted her hands up signifying that the two complainants should stop talking.She turned to face Thalia. “What do you think?” She asked. “Do you have anything to say about this matter?” She asked again.Thalia cleared her throat, taking a deep breath she said. “To be fair we cannot exactly hate or blame Severin for his actions. If there is one thing I have learnt about the Mating Bond, it's how irreversible and unbreakable it is. We all, at several instances have seen werewolves do the craziest things for their mates. But then you cannot overlook the fact that Isolde has a point, she has spent half of her lifetime growing with Severin although the man in question made no in-depth mistake he still needs to cater for his children. So therefore it would be unfair if nothing is given to Eliaa and Mattel.” Thalia suggested.“Hm.” Lady Blackstorm exclaimed while nodding her head. “So you are saying that Aria should be the one on the losing end?” She inquired.“No

Lyra's POV: “I am Clegane Bloodhowl.” At the mention of the name Clegane my feet came to a halt. “Son of Viscount Hawke Bloodhowl and Viscountess Vespera Bloodhowl.” He concluded his introduction. Why does this happen every single time? Every single time I decide to get close to someone it turns out to be impossible. First it was Talon Blackfang, then Xander Blackstorm and now it's Clegane Bloodhowl. Was I cursed to never find love? I looked up at Clegane, and stared deeply into his eyes. “I just recalled, Lady Blackstorm sent me to get some napkins for her. I got lost in the corridors and forgot myself.” I lied, trying to get out of his view. “Oh really, how

Lyra's POV:We left the Soiree a while ago. I tried sleeping after putting Thalia to bed but it was impossible.I couldn't wrap my head around the whole Clegane situation. It seemed as though nature was making a mockery out of me.The water in the jug beside my bed was empty, so I decided to go down to the kitchen to fetch water.I held a candle in one hand as I made my way through the corridor.I heard a faint sound behind me, so I turned around with my eyes squinted and the candle stretched forward in search of anyone or anything.I couldn't see anything so I continued to walk towards the kitchen.Suddenly I felt someone tapping my shoulders, I turned abruptly about to scream but the person covered my mouth with his hands. I squinted my eyes to see the face of the person, I was shocked to see Xander Blackstorm standing a few steps away from me.He stepped back slowly. “Let's talk.” He said in a serious tone.I followed him all the way to the library. He locked it up with a key as so

Lyra's POV:The next few days went by quickly, Thalia's training went smoothly, same as my training.Although mine happened once in a while, Thalia's happened every single day.I have yet to see Xander since the night he broke the news about Thalia not being his mate to me.Although I was sad, a part of me was also happy. I truly hope my feelings for him would have been killed long before he arrived.Thalia had already gone for her training with Lady Blackstorm, since I had nothing to do. I decided to take a walk around the mansion.I bumped into Nyssa, the maid that escorted me to the servants quarters the day Thalia and I arrived at the Blackstorm's Mansion.She was plucking out weeds that grew at the corners of the pavement.“Good Afternoon, trust you had a blissful night.” I greeted Nyssa.She looked up at me. “I trust you had a wonderful night, unlike maids like me. We are blessed with a good night's rest.” She said coldly, then continued pulling out weeds.“Did I offend you? I h

Lyra's POV:Thalia and Xander were seated in the garden munching on some dried fruits.While Eadmon stood in front of them and I at a corner.Eadmon began. “Centuries past, when werewolves first emerged upon the earth, they found little welcome among the humans who dwelt therein. In those ancient days, war was the sole discourse. When both clans could endure no further loss of life, they resolved to call a truce.To prove their willingness to coexist with the werewolves, the humans agreed to divide the land, assigning each pack its own dominion. Thus, a pack was stationed in every city across the globe. In Joaska, the SilverMoon Pack held sway; in Criscov, the MidnightBloom Pack; in Zurik, the BloodHounders Pack; and so forth. Each city's Alpha was made its General.In time, the packs began to vie for dominance, seeking to expand their territories. Those with the greatest expanse of land became the de facto leaders of other packs. Despite these conquests, the vanquished packs did not