Did Lyra Kill The Family Novels & Stories

“You agreed to stay by my side for a year. That means you eat. You fight. You follow my orders.” I tried to pull away, but he tightened his hold. “You don’t want to?” His tone dropped, low and dangerous. “Then I’ll drag your precious little family here. One by one. I’ll make you watch while I drain them dry. Then I’ll kill you too.” The breath caught in my throat. He stared at me a moment longer, then shoved me backward. I stumbled, landing hard on the floor. The pain barely registered. He stood over me. “Get it through your head, Lyra. This world doesn’t care about your grief. You want to protect your family? Then stop acting like a child.”

"They want to know what seems to be the delay as regards your mating ceremony with Annie." "Fuck," I muttered quietly. I doubted if they would approve of Lyra. She was Alpha Aiden's daughter. I can't forget Cassie's dead body beside Aiden. The prospect of facing my parents with the truth about Lyra filled me with dread. How could I explain my feelings and the circumstances that surrounded her? "They loved Cassie, my mate. Her death had a toll on them, and they blame me for her death," I explained, the weight of their disappointment still heavy on my heart. "They said I ought to have been there to protect her from Aiden."

“Now let’s get back before—” “Um, Lyra…” Mia shakily lifted her hand, pointing over my shoulder. Heart in my throat, I slowly turned to find the dark figure of a wolf standing mere feet away. It raised its hackles, lip curling to reveal yellowed fangs dripping with saliva. “Mia,” I said, stepping backwards, “run.” … Kael Lyra was dead. I came home from my Alpha inheritance ceremony and went straight to her room, expecting to find her laying in bed, just as she had been doing for two weeks now.

Last I checked he was still searching for his love. We entered a secret room I carved out. No one entered that room without my permission. Inside were red marks that were imprinted on my brother's family picture. From my brother to his wife and then his only daughter. I had no heart of pity for him. If only he had listened to my plea his full family wouldn't be wiped out. “Father, I hope you've cleared all the evidence that would lead to us.” Lyra said, while she held her waist. “That's for sure my daughter. Everything was cleared off, no one would find out about the incident.”

She didn’t answer for a few seconds and that made Arsen very annoyed. “I WAS ASKING YOU! ANSWER ME! DON’T JUST STAY SILENT! HAVE YOU BEEN SUDDENLY MUTE, RIGHT NOW?!” “THEY SAID THAT YOU WERE KILLED, MOM AND DAD! NOT ONLY THEM! BUT THEY ALSO SAY THAT YOU KILLED NARA! YOU THINK I’M NOT CRAZY BECAUSE THEY SAY SOMETHING EVIL, HA?! I DIDN’T BELIEVE IN THAT! THAT’S WHY I WANT YOU TO PICK ME THAT TIME!” Lyra couldn’t hold back her tears. This time the river really flowed fast.

Elisandra’s trembling hand cupped her daughter’s cheek. “You were… always meant to survive. Even if I couldn’t.” And with one final breath, she was gone. ⸻ Kael lunged toward the attacker, but they vanished in a flash of smoke and silver ash, leaving nothing behind but the echo of a laugh. Lyra knelt in the dirt, shaking, her mother’s blood staining her hands. “I should have saved her…” Kael dropped beside her, pulling her close. “No. You saved yourself. And now… we make them pay.”

My voice shook as I spoke, falling back to the bed Jake’s face paled. “Lyra—” “You killed my family!” My scream ripped through the clinic, raw and filled with devastation. “You were cursed and never told me. And Alisha—” I stumbled back, bile rising in my throat. “You killed your mate. You murdered her.” Jake flinched as if I’d struck him. His bulging out of his socket. His lips fell apart, as though a knot holding it together had fallen off, but no words came.

"I don’t have time; now I’ve got to handle the mafia seat.” “I have been waiting for a long time to sit in that seat, and finally the time came!" Liam smirked. “Meet your family in heaven.” Liam points his gun at Lyra’s forehead. “No, Liam, please leave her alone." "I beg you!” Samantha screamed, begging Liam to leave her sister alone, but no, he was not going to leave her alone. There is no fear in Lyra’s eyes—she came here to protect her family, but the entire family was trapped in his game. If her family is really killed, then she doesn’t even have to live, since her only reason for living was to protect her family.

He just wanted everything to be over soon. Even if things did not go his way, he wished for some progress. Lyra understood that talk was cheap at that point. She remembered the names of her fallen men. Once she got back to the North State’s Viper’s Den, she would send her people to check on the departed’s families. “These men died for me. I can’t let their deaths be in vain. I need to get revenge and take care of their families,” Lyra said earnestly as a reminder to the people around her that she had their backs no matter what happened.

"You are the true heir! The light of this pack! She is the impostor! The Blood-Claw bastard we were tricked into raising!" "Lyra is not our daughter!" my mother cried out, her voice breaking with theatrical sobs as she reached a hand toward Lillian. "Lillian, you are our only child! Our true child!" As if on cue, Lillian's hysterical sobs quieted to a pitiful, controlled sniffle. She looked at them, a vulnerable, rescued pup seeking comfort and reassurance. "Lillian, sweet one, the danger is past," Ethan coaxed, stepping forward with his healer's hands outstretched, his voice soft and soothing. "Give me the dagger now. You don't need it. Let me take care of you. Let me make it better."