Semua Bab The Omega's Curse: Zanna To Tia Moon: Bab 181 - Bab 190

Lyra’s pov. I received a call, one that scared me to bits. My heart couldn't stop drumming and I got overly worried. If only there was a way to make things make sense, I would have done that, but then things seemed to be going off. I tried to be myself, I tried to make things make sense, but then it seemed as though it was not. "Are you sure you're fine? You have been disturbed since thos morning, I hope all is well?" She asked, and I was forced to nod. "Yes I have been fine. I just feel like There's a lot I can't actually say. I know you have been trying to understand what the hell is going on, but you also have to see things from my point of view." "What view?" "The view that things aren't the way they are anymore. I don't know what to do. My life seems to empty, and fake. I'm trying to be fine, but I'm not. I don't even know how else to make you understand..." I told the old woman. I had been called by the ones who sent me to the pack, a rouge lord who had threatene

Lyra's povI stood outside the pack house, taking a deep breath before stepping forward. "How do I do this, how?" I pondered, butting my lower lips. My chest felt as though it was too heavy, and I tried to make sense of everything, but it wasn't making anymore sense to me. The weight of my decision to reveal the truth to Alpha, and Jayven them seek their help settled heavily on my shoulders. "You can do this, you can do this..." I prepped myself. I knew it wasn't so easy, but I had to make the most of it. There was a lot of things involved. I had been running from my problems for so long, but I knew I couldn't do it anymore. The rogues who had been threatening my life were getting bolder, and I needed the alpha's protection or it left me with no other choice than to do as they had said.As I entered the pack house, I approached the guard, who greeted me with a nod. "Hello, Lyra. What brings you here?" he asked, his expression neutral. Well everyone knew me now and they also knew h

Tia's povI floated in the vast white space, my voice echoing off the emptiness as I sang a song that felt like a part of me. I looked around, but there was no one there to share it with. I tried to convey the weight of my emotions, the complexity of my thoughts, but it was like speaking a language that no one understood."Where am I?" I asked. Flowers were floating and the place seemed a bit off. I was trying my best to understand what was it I needed to do, but then it wasn't making sense. Suddenly, a figure appeared before me. Her gown shimmered like moonlight, and her smile was radiant. She regarded me with kind eyes, and I felt a sense of peace wash over me."Who are you?" I asked but she pushed that aside, wanting to speak to me. "There's much that's already in motion," she said, her voice gentle. "I know it's not as easy as you expected."As she spoke, I felt a sense of understanding, like she grasped the main problem of my situation. She seemed to know the problem I was goin

Lyra's povI felt a rush of relief as Jayven's grip on my hands loosened, and I was finally free from his intense stare. It wasn't easy to be in the situation I was in besides, I was scared, and easily trying my best to be able to make things work out. I took a deep breath, trying to calm my racing heart, and turned towards the voice that had intervened. But there was no one else in the room. The voice had come from Jayven himself, it seemed. I looked back at him, and our eyes met. For a moment, I thought I saw a flicker of surprise in his eyes, but it was quickly replaced by his usual stern expression.I rubbed my wrists, trying to ease the pain from Jayven's tight grip. " Thanks," I said, my voice barely above a whisper. He had let go of my arm and that was the reason I was thanking him. Jayven's expression hardened slightly, and he nodded. "Let's talk," he said, his voice still firm, but not as menacing as before.It seemed he had some things to say to me, but he didn't know wh

Lyra's povI sobbed uncontrollably throughout the night, my body shaking with each wave of grief. But I wasn't alone. The old woman was there, her gentle hands stroking my hair, her soft voice whispering words of comfort in my ear."You'll be fine. I promise you, you'll be fine..." She urged me, and she immediately tried to make sense of whatever was going on. As I cried, I looked up at her, my eyes red and puffy. "Aren't you scared?" I asked, my voice barely above a whisper. I was scared, scared of what would happen to me, scared of what Jayven would do. For some reason I knew his words were just because the old woman was there. The old woman's expression softened, and she nodded. "Yes, I'm scared," she said. "But I've taken you as my daughter, and I believe in you. I know you can change for good. You are just being influenced and it's not a good thing, but then I also understand the pressure " Her words were like a balm to my soul, soothing my fears and calming my doubts. I felt