Semua Bab Scarred By My Alpha: Bab 141 - Bab 150

MalricI never thought my father could look so young, but there he was, with his jet-black hair falling to his shoulders and a perfectly trimmed goatee which he stroked from time to time. I recognized the Alpha next to him as Lyra's father and this only made me wonder just how far back in time I had gone. They couldn't be anything over thirty at this point. Behind them, was an entire pack that had been brought down to ruins. Buildings had collapsed, blood all over the dusty ground like a red matteress. Children and women, all covered in dust and dirt were seated at a distance behind them. I edged forward, confused as to what was going on. Th children stated wailing, their mothers desperately trying to keep them quiet while tears ran down their cheeks. I stood behind a tree, and watched a guard run towards my father. "Another pack has been destroyed by the witches. A total population of over five hundred people, only four hundred and ninety one bodies have been accounted for." He

MalricI stared at Marla in disbelief."What do you mean his time has elapsed? It can't, Alruin is not back!" I bellowed at her and when I turned around, the portal had disappeared. I gasped and looked at her in shock. "What the hell does this mean? What about Alruin? How do we get him back now?" "Malric," she reached forward and touched my arm, causing a strange, yet relaxing cool to spread throughout my body. "I need you to relax for moment. Alruin...he didn't heed to the warning, Malric. He chose to stay there with whatever he saw.""That's not possible. I spoke to him. We said we'd come back to each other, Marla-" I swallowed hard, my words suddenly choking me. I shook my head in disbelief, tears suddenly gathering at the back of my eyes when I realized that I might never see Alruin again. "What did he see there? What did he see that was worth throwing away everything on this side away, Marla. Tell me!" She shook her head grimly, "I do not know the visions you see in the

Lyra"You didn't tell me anything about a witch joining the team." Lorak said with a frown, "I don't fuck with witches."I rolled my eyes, "Slow your roll, Lorak. She is very important for this mission now." I said, "and how the hell do you expect to take down those beasts without a witch's help?"He shrugged, "I couldn't care less about those beasts, Lyra," he replied flatly and squinted at me, "besides, you do not look like you have any plans of stopping those beasts anyway. I can see it very clearly, past that smoke screen you use expertly to fool people, Lyra." He chuckled lightly and my heart clenched, he would actually tell! "This witch, is she going to give you the power to control them?" I glanced behind me and frowned at him, "You really have your way, don't you, Lorak?""Again, I am a man with direct motives, Lyra. I do not give a fuck about pack politics, or the beasts or the damn witches. I just want to see Alruin again and make sure Malric pays for the shame he brought

LyraI looked at Eli grimly. I had been expecting this news, but it still hit me firmly. I bit my lower lip and sighed, his eyes were dark and sad, and I bet he was expecting to draw the same reaction out of me. But fuck it, tat was the way the world worked. A baby is being born at the same time a man dies, regardless of who it is. He was weak anyway. It must have been agonizing for him to be bedridden all these months. "What time did it happen?""In the early hours of the morning. He was calling out for you before he died, said he didn't want to leave his poor princess in this cruel world alone," he replied, staring at me from under his eyelids, "we should have been there, Lyra. I told you we should have gone back to Darkmoon when his condition became worse." I squeezed the red amulet in my hand and shook my head, "No, I couldn't leave. I told you, Eli. Andralita said I had to stay put until she was done." I replied flatly and he scoffed. I glared at him, "don't scoff at me, Eli

LyraEverything I had ever wanted was within my grasps now.The success of my plans greatly depended on how calm I could be under the pressure. A huge storm was coming and I wasn't sure if I was the one driving it or I'd be drenched in it, either way. I was going to be ready for it all. Draven hadn't been the same since Malric arrived and left. He told none of us to do anything about it, that it was a personal war between both of them now, but I knew better. Draven had never sent any guards after Malric, his heart was too soft for that. He sat in his bedroom now, his face buried in his palms as his thumbs rubbed his temples slowly. I sat down beside him, straightening my face into character and wrapped my arm around his shoulder, "My Alpha," I called softly, but he didn't flinch or raise his head, "What ails you so much?" He grunted and rose to his feet suddenly, allowing my arm to drop, "It's all too much for one person to handle, Lyra. This pack, it's a burden on the shoulde