All Chapters of Her Three Alphas: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

Lyra's POV"Behind you stay close and find cover!" As I battled side by side with the guards, I started to notice a change in how they treated me. They gave me quick nods of respect, tossed out words of encouragement, and moved in sync with me like I truly belonged among them.Then I came face-to-face with a rogue who stood out from the rest. He was bigger, stronger, and far more skilled his sword cut through the air with lethal accuracy."You're beautiful… such a shame I have to ruin that lovely face," he sneered, the threat hanging heavy as he raised his blade.I blocked his strikes, but he kept coming, forcing me backward with every swing. My footing slipped, and for a heartbeat, defeat crept in.He spotted the opening and pushed harder, his sword gleaming in the low light. I lifted my own blade to defend, but the force knocked me reeling."Not bad for a damsel in distress," he taunted, clearly trying every trick to throw me off.I hit the stone floor hard, my sword skittering out

Lyra's POVMy eyelids fluttered open slowly, and I blinked against the unfamiliar brightness. The steady beeping of monitors filled the air, along with that unmistakable antiseptic hospital scent. But what really grounded me were the familiar faces of my mates Kaelen, Thorian, and Vaelin gathered close around my bed, watching me with a mixture of worry and quiet relief.Kaelen wore his usual composed look, though concern lingered in his eyes. He was the first to break the silence. "Lyra, thank the moon goddess you're finally awake. We were all terrified for you."Thorian leaned in closer, wrapping his hand around mine in a firm, reassuring grip, as though he might never let go. "We've been right here the entire time, just waiting for you to come back to us," he said, a faint smile tugging at his lips. I couldn't help returning a small smile of my own.My gaze shifted to Vaelin, who had stayed unusually silent. Then, slowly, he reached for my other hand. His eyes met mine with such ste

Lyra's POVI strolled through the pack's territory, savoring the warm sunlight on my skin and the cheerful chirping of birds overhead. A woman approached me, her eyes glistening with unshed tears. When she reached me, she gently placed a hand on my arm."Thank you," she said, her voice shaking with feeling. "Thank you for saving my child."Confusion flickered through me for a moment before realization dawned. "You're the mother of the little boy I... I saved, aren't you?" I asked, my own voice thickening with emotion.She nodded, tears slipping freely down her cheeks. "Yes, that's me. I've been wanting to thank you face-to-face ever since I heard what happened. You saved my son's life, Lyra. There's no way I can ever repay you."A lump rose in my throat as I pulled her into a tight hug. "You don't need to thank me," I murmured. "I'm just relieved I was there to help."She drew back slightly, her gaze bright with gratitude. "I'm so grateful you were. You're a real hero, Lyra. My son, K

Lyra's POVSomething was off with Thorian and I could not figure out what it was.At first I told myself I was imagining it. That I was reading too much into things the way I always did when things were going well and some fearful part of me was looking for a reason to worry. But as the days passed and I paid closer attention, I knew it was not my imagination.It was real and it was deliberate.Vaelin showed up at my door every morning without fail, always with that easy bright energy of his that made the whole room feel lighter the moment he stepped into it. He remembered small things, the way I liked my tea, the fact that I preferred the window seat in the sitting room, the songs I hummed without realizing I was doing it. He paid attention in that warm uncomplicated way of his that never felt like too much.Soren checked on me every evening, still pretending it was purely professional even though we both knew my recovery had been complete for a while now. He would sit with me for an

Lyra's POVI did not sleep well that night.Not because anything was wrong. If anything everything felt too right and that was almost harder to deal with. I lay in the dark staring up at the ceiling with my heart doing complicated things in my chest and my mind refusing to quiet down long enough to let me rest.Thorian's kiss was still on my lips. I could still feel the warmth of his hands, one curved along my jaw and the other at my waist pulling me closer, and the solid steady weight of him against me. I could still hear the rough honest way he had said my name right before it happened, like he had been holding it back for a long time and had finally stopped trying.I pressed my fingers lightly to my lips in the dark and stared at the ceiling."You are not sleeping," Nyssa observed."Clearly," I murmured."Are you happy?"I thought about that for a moment. "I don't know what I am."She was quiet for a beat. "That is not the same as unhappy.""No," I agreed softly. "It is not."I tur