All Chapters of Her Alpha’s Chaos: Chapter 121 - Chapter 130

LYRAThe cells beneath the Eclipse Pack feel wrong. The heavy door slams shut behind us, a metallic boom echoing down the stone corridor. The further we descend into the lower levels, the colder the air becomes, and the smell of damp stone, blood and wet fur rolls over me.The dungeon is almost empty, but every cell is lined with enough silver to make my skin itch. Only one low, guttural sound echoes through the halls.“Ly-ra. Ly-ra. Ly-ra.”His voice slithers through the cells long before we reach him, but it doesn’t sound like a human voice anymore. Not really. It’s warped, as though something inside Damian is scraping to crawl out through his vocal cords.Is it fucking disturbing? Absolutely.Is it enough to make me turn around? Not a chance.I try to fight off the shiver running down my spine while my lycan raises her hackles in my mind.Zane and I pass the empty cells first, but the chanting grows louder with every step.Zane's fingers brush mine softly before he intertwines o

ZANELyra is right. I know she is, but I do not trust Damian enough to release him from the cells yet, so I decide to mindlink the healer. As always, Doctor Bennett responds instantly to confirm that he is on his way, while I relay everything that happened. Doctor Bennett may not know that Lyra is a lycan, but he knows about the history of my family and our search for the Relic. There are perhaps four people inside the Eclipse Pack whom I trust with the entire truth. Doctor Bennett is one of them. He has treated pack members torn apart by rogues, stitched warriors back together after battles that should have killed them, and more importantly, he has never once betrayed the secrets entrusted to him.Besides, if anyone is going to treat a wound left by the Weapon, he needs to know exactly what happened.If a Weapon forged by the goddess leaves a wound, I refuse to let pride convince me that keeping secrets is the right course of action. Even now, I struggle to reconcile the woman

LYRASpoiler alert: We don’t even make it back to the bedroom. In fact, we barely make our way through the back door of the kitchen before Zane scoops me up into his arms, and marches into the dining room. Unfortunately, we are greeted by one very shocked Omega setting the table for tomorrow’s breakfast. She spins around, and upon seeing us, flushes a bright red. Her eyes drop to the floor, as she stands awkwardly next to the table with the silverware clutched in her hand.“Out,” Zane barks, not even taking his eyes off of me to look at the woman.The silverware clatters against the table as the poor woman scurries away, slamming the door behind her, and if I weren’t so turned on, I might actually have been embarrassed, but right now, I’m too focused on Zane.He shifts me into one arm while using the other to move a plate out of the way.My ass hits the placemat, and Zane roughly spreads my thighs before stepping between them, gripping my hips and pulling me closer to the edge of th

LYRAZane is driving. Which, in itself, is really strange. Not because I don't trust his driving. I do. It's just the fact that the Alpha of the Eclipse Pack, who usually has an entire security detail and a personal driver at his disposal, is currently sitting behind the wheel of a black SUV like this is the most normal thing in the world.He looks weirdly casual behind the wheel. One hand rests on the steering wheel while the other occasionally finds my thigh, as though he can't quite resist touching me even while driving.We are surrounded by tinted windows, black leather seats, and enough technology built into the console to make me feel like I'm sitting inside a fucking spaceship, but the Alpha is the one driving, happily. I glance into the side mirror for the thousandth time in an hour, finding the same two black SUVs trailing us at a respectable distance. Those two cars are packed with Eclipse warriors, while another vehicle drives ahead of us, equally full of armed wolves.

ZANENova freezes at Lyra’s words.Her eyes flick from her sister… to me… to the blood still running down my chest… and something in her expression cracks. It is not much, barely noticeable in fact, but it is enough to give pause. Alex places an arm around her waist, murmuring something low into her ear. She snarls, because of course she does, but she does not fight him.Talia steps forward with her palms up. “Okay, how about we all put our claws away.”Nova shoots her a glare that could kill twelve grown men, but Talia just pats her gently, seemingly unfazed. That is Beta female privilege, apparently.Lyra stays in front of me, her shoulders squared, and her jaw set. She is still breathing hard, adamantly protecting me.Gods, Lyra is protecting me.The thought alone nearly drops me to my knees. I know this woman is more than capable of doing so, even if she should not have to. An Alpha is supposed to protect his Luna, it is our way of life. Yet here she is, standing between me an