All Chapters of LYRA, THE HEIR-EATER: Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

Idris POVI fell before Selene’s hideout, the breath knocked out of me.Gasping, I turned over to lie on my back, my face lifted to the sky as I watched the stars dance in the sky.I barely made it out alive.As soon as Thorne went down by my sword, I picked up my heels, hoping to get as far away from them as I could before they would pay attention to me.It was never my intention to kill Thorne.I was going for Lyra.That bitch!If only I had succeeded in taking her out, then all this wouldn't be happening.My mind flashed back to the moment when she tried to attack me with flames.I shivered.It would have been a painful death.It would have been a great error if Lyra had killed me. I stormed the rogue pack in a rage, determined to kill Lyra and put an end to the existence of a creature that threatened to destroy all I had built.There should be no balance.In a world where balance prevails, evil would never rule. I would never be able to take advantage of all I wanted and rule.To

Caelan – POV“Where is she?” I muttered, tugging at the high collar of my shirt. My reflection in the mirror looked regal. Controlled, but one would be foolish not to see the fury behind my eyes.I scowled and turned away from it, facing my manservant.“She returned an hour ago,” he said carefully. “Alone. From the Vale of Wounds.”My jaw tightened as my brows came together in a tight frown. Lyra was a real thorn in my flesh.She was as stubborn as she was beautiful.I remembered I told her not to go alone but she still did.Without another word, I left the room, steps heavy.My manservant hurried my way quickly, and I waved him off.“Go back.”He stopped. “But the people are waiting.”“Let them wait. I will be there shortly.” I snapped.He knew better than to argue with me. He turned back while I went on my way to Lyra’s room.Two guards flanked her door. They stepped aside as I approached, their eyes averted. Smart.Yet foolish, cause I wondered how men this big were unable to stop

Caelan – POVThere was nothing left of it. Nothing but silence.It felt like I was standing in the middle of a graveyard, surrounded by buried memories.Who would believe this place was once filled with life? Beauty.As I stood before the gravestones where my parents' names were carved, my mind's eye could envision everything.My father and his Beta are having a meeting, my mother is attending to the pack members, and the children are running around. It used to be such a life.But now, all that struck me was the silence.It was the kind of silence that followed the absence of wandering souls.The last time I stood here was when I was a child.The last day here was the most horrifying day of my life. It left me covered in ash and blood. It was worse that I was a survivor.I believed it would have been better if the war had taken both me and my parents, but I was left to bear it alone. The guilt of being alive has plagued me till this very moment.I lowered myself to the ground and ran

Lyra – POVIdris was gone too.Just like that.I still found it hard to believe he fought Selene to help me.Idris?There was no time for me to ruminate over his actions, seeing as Selene still wielded her sword against me. She was different from the last time I had seen her. The black dress she had on now contrasted with the white one she had worn in the past.I could see something that no one else could.The shadows.It was all over her. She was drenched in the darkness.There was something about her that felt so familiar, an aura that drew me to her like a moth to a flame.“You are hard to kill.” Selene chuckled when I laid Idris's body in line on the ground and fully faced her.“Or maybe there's something you are not doing right.” I said, raising my chin.Selene scoffed. “You have no idea what I am capable of now.I allowed my eyes to roam over her. “I can guess.” I whispered softly.Selene raised the blade, and with one throw, she swung it at me. The blade spun my way, and I d

Lyra POVIt wasn't as easy as I thought.Making the people accept a way that is different from what they were used to was almost impossible.I felt Caelan’s hand in mine, warm and gently comforting me as I began to feel the beginning of frustration hit me.“It's only the beginning.” He whispered in my ear. “They will adjust.”I prayed with all my heart that he was right.I almost melted into his touch.Ever since Caelan marked me a few nights ago, we have been unstoppable.It was almost as if I had a desire to live inside his skin, and the same with him.We were always in each other's company.It was clear what I felt for him.Love.Even though those words haven't slipped out of my lips, I felt it deep in my soul.But I was a little scared. I had no idea if he felt the same way.Desire could not really be equal to love.For Caelan, it could all be an act of duty and passion, but to me he was becoming everything.It would break me if I didn't have those words spoken back to me.That w