All Chapters of The Bride Who Returned From Death: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

The Lake Lyra’s POV I tried to fight it. Every part of me screamed to resist. But the moment his lips claimed mine, I was lost. His hands roamed over my body with possessive hunger, sliding down my sides, gripping my waist, pulling me impossibly closer. My back arched involuntarily, my body responding to his touch like it had been waiting for this. A soft sound escaped my throat… half moan, half surrender. “Mmm…” His fingers traced up my spine, tangling in my hair, and I felt myself melting against him. The mate bond pulsed between us, demanding more, demanding everything. But I couldn’t give in this easily. I wouldn’t. With every ounce of strength I had left, I shoved him back, hard. He stumbled, shock flickering across his face as I turned and ran. “Lyra!” His voice was rough with desire and frustration. I didn’t look back. My feet carried me deeper into the woods, my heart pounding wildly. I could hear him behind me, not chasing yet, just watching. Then his voice fille

Lyra’s POVThe dinner invitation arrived three days later, delivered by formal courier to the Northern Pack estate.I was in my room when Amy brought it to me, the heavy cream envelope embossed with the Dominic pack seal. My father’s seal.My hands trembled slightly as I opened it.‘Alpha Marcus Dominic cordially invites the Castillo family to the inauguration ceremony of Elina Dominic as official heir to the Dominic pack…’The words blurred as I read them. This was it. The perfect opportunity.Pack tradition dictated that when an Alpha named an heir, representatives from every pack in the region had to be invited, regardless of political relationships or personal feelings. It was an ancient custom, meant to ensure transparency and prevent succession disputes.Which meant Killian’s family would attend. And I could make sure I was there too.That evening, another family dinner was called. I’d started to dread these gatherings, but tonight I needed to be present, to make sure things wen

Lyra’s POVMy father stood on the stage like a statue, his face completely blank.I’d never seen him like this. Alpha Marcus Dominic, the man who always had control, who always knew exactly what to say and do… he looked lost, boken, and even.He’d believed in Elina, trusted her. Seen her as the perfect replacement for the daughter who’d disappointed him. And now that illusion had been shattered in the most public, humiliating way possible.Part of me felt satisfaction at his pain. He’d chosen her over me, after all. He’d disowned me without hesitation.But a smaller, quieter part… that part still remembered being his little girl. Still remembered when he’d looked at me with pride instead of disappointment.That part hurt for him.Adrian was still standing near the stage, his hands clenched into fists. His eyes kept darting between me and the exit where Elina had been dragged out. I could see his wolf pushing at the surface, gold bleeding into his brown eyes.He wanted to attack. Wante

Lyra’s POVI couldn’t look away from the mirror even if I wanted to.Killian’s hand moved between my legs with deliberate strokes, and I watched myself come undone. My cheeks were flushed, my lips parted, my chest rising and falling rapidly. The lingerie looked sinful against my skin, and the way his hand worked against my clit made heat pool low in my belly.“That’s it,” he murmured against my ear, his breath hot. “Watch yourself fall apart for me.”His fingers slipped beneath the fabric, finding me wet and ready. I gasped as he pushed two fingers inside, the sensation making my knees buckle.“Stand straight,” he commanded, his other hand tightening slightly on my throat. “Keep watching.”I forced my legs to support my weight, though they trembled with the effort. My eyes stayed locked on the mirror as he’d ordered, and god, I looked like someone I didn’t recognize. Someone wild and wanting and completely his.His fingers curled inside me, hitting that spot that made stars burst behi

Lyra’s POVI didn’t think he’d actually do it.Even as the blade flashed in the light, even as Killian’s face remained cold and determined, part of me thought someone would stop him. That he’d reconsider. That this was just a threat meant to scare the Alpha into submission.But then the blade came down.The sound was sickening… metal cutting through flesh and bone with a wet crunch that echoed through the silent room.The Alpha’s scream tore through the air, raw and agonized.Blood sprayed across the table, dark and thick, pooling on the polished wood surface. The severed hand fell with a dull thud, fingers still twitching.I couldn’t move or breathe. My eyes were locked on the grotesque scene, my mind struggling to process what had just happened.Killian had actually cut off his hand.The council chamber exploded into chaos.“What have you done?!” One of the visiting Alphas lunged forward, but the Northern guards blocked his path immediately.“This is barbaric!”“You’ve gone too far,