All Chapters of The Psi Wolf: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

Lyra Ashfang POVCassius pulled my thin body against his broad, muscular chest as I sobbed uncontrollably into his dark leather coat. He did not press me for explanations right away; his thick vampire fangs scraped softly over my collarbone, sending a surge of dark, possessive heat straight to my aching center.Silas Duskmoor drove the black carriage in silence, the iron wheels clicking against the cobblestones of Ebonhaven.My cries eventually quieted as my Psi wolf settled beneath his dark vampire aura, and I fell asleep right against his throat.Cassius kept one heavy arm locked around my waist, holding my skinny frame steady while he pulled out a communication crystal with his free gloved hand."My lord, I was about to signal your seal," Crimson Manor Keeper Agnes Blackwell’s nervous voice chimed from the stone. "Madam Lyra has not returned to the citadel all evening.""She is with me," Cassius growled, his deep baritone rumbling through his chest."Praise the Moon," Agnes let out

Lyra Ashfang POVJackson watched Freya’s flushed, confused face as she stumbled backward, letting out a loud, mocking bark of laughter. "I have heard the Ashfang pack praises your intellect, female, but watching you operate is like watching an omega trying to lead an Alpha hunt."The surrounding vampire lords sneered quietly behind their leather gloves, their cold eyes tracking Freya's every desperate breath. To them, she was nothing more than a mindless wolf trying to play high-court politics without the teeth to back it up."What did you just say to me?" Freya hissed, her claws extending as her golden wolf eyes flared with embarrassment. "The Hall bloodline holds territory in Ebonhaven, but that does not give you the right to insult an Alpha’s daughter!""It gives me every right when you stand there acting like a complete fool," Jackson chuckled, taking a slow sip of blood-wine. "Your grandfather Rowan just stripped your father of his gate authority, yet you strut over here pretendi

Lyra Ashfang POVWe stepped out of the covenant hall, the cold mountain breeze cutting through my thin gown, before Jackson broke the silence. "It is still early, my prince. Why don't we head to the lower quarter for raw meat and spiced wine? You two got mated without a proper pack feast, so let us host a real gathering for our new sister-in-law.""Whatever you want, sister-in-law, just name it," Lucien Bloodworth added, taking a drag from his thin cigar as he stepped up behind Cassius's wheelchair. "We owe you a proper celebration.""She is not free," Cassius growled before I could even open my mouth, his possessive tone carrying a sharp warning that made both blood-knights pause."You never let us have any fun anymore," Jackson muttered under his breath, stepping back. "I have never seen you guard a female like this.""What did you say?" Cassius snapped, his crimson eyes flashing with instant killing intent as his hand tightened over his cane.Jackson winced and sprinted toward his

Lyra Ashfang POV"Of course," Cassius replied, his deep, metallic voice echoing through the grand hall of the Ashfang Moon Keep."Since she is joining the Nightbane Dominion's trade sector, our pack will no longer have to carry her weight," Freya sneered, her blue eyes flashing with pure disgust as she smoothed down her silk gown. "Grandfather, you are being far too generous to a stray who turned her back on our bloodline. How could someone like her ever hold a desk in our keep?"Freya practically purred at the thought of me leaving. She assumed that entering the vampire realm meant placing myself directly under Prince Draven's boot, making it child's play for her to crush me once she took her seat as his future Luna."Since the matter is settled, I expect you to ensure Lyra wants for nothing," Fallen Alpha Rowan commanded, his amber eyes fixing heavily on Cassius.His sudden display of warmth made my skin crawl. Years ago, before my uncle framed me and stripped my mother of her Elder

Lyra Ashfang POVAt this moment, on the top floor of the stone spire across the Ebonhaven central market, Prince Draven Nightbane was looking down at us.When the blood-knight behind him saw him, he immediately fell to his knees on the cold floorboards. "My Lord, she has entered the bazaar again with the old manor keeper.""I see her," Draven growled, his eyes fixed on my four-foot-five frame standing by the wooden stall, his pale vampire face twisted with pure greed. "It has been five years since my brother was crippled. I never expected Cassius would actually take a skinny wolf into his bed. It is beyond my expectation. I thought his damaged body couldn't even mount a female, let alone seal a blood bond."Draven slammed the silver goblet in his hand down onto the dark table, the heavy metal shattering into pieces as if it had been hit by a heavy iron hammer.The blood-knights in the room trembled at the sudden burst of his dark aura, bowing their heads in terror."Get out of my sigh