Did Lyra Kill The Family Novels & Stories

“I should have protected you.” She gave me a small, tired smile. “And you will. But not by blaming yourself.” I exhaled sharply, trying to steady myself. Then, my grip on her hand tightened. “I’m going to kill him, Lyra,” I vowed, my voice laced with venom. “For this. For everything.” Her eyes darkened with understanding. “We'll make sure Thanos never touches this family again,” she wishpered.

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"What happened to them?" "Rogues attacked our town after Elena died. Without her protection, without the pack's support, we were defenseless." Her eyes blazed with hatred so intense it seemed to burn the air between us. "And I know exactly who's responsible for all of it. Damon and his family. They destroyed everything I had." "Damon didn't kill your family." "He killed my sister!" Lyra screamed, her composure finally shattering into a thousand jagged pieces. "And because of her death, everyone else died too! He's the reason I have nothing left!"

“Oops.” Scylla stood slowly, breathing hard. “That was a mistake.” “I heard you killed your daddy,” Thayla taunted. “What happened? He touch you the wrong way?” Scylla's fists trembled. “You don’t get to talk about my family.” “Oh, right,” Lyra chimed in, smirking. “The jailbird slut. What’s it like being a cursed little killer?” That did it. Scylla pulled out her gun in one swift motion and fired. The bullet missed Lyra by inches, crashing into the wall behind her with a deafening bang.

It was even more traumatic for her to see them being burned alive in front of her eyes. “Don’t mind him, Lyra. You’re his only family, and he cares a lot about you. He saved you from the jaws of death, didn’t he? Listen to what he says and I’m sure everything will be fine. I’m sure Felixe will defeat the enemy soon and we’ll all be free.” Lyra released me with a sigh.

“I found the daughter of the old housekeeper who used to work for your family. She moved away, traumatized by the incident but not too far away. The good news is, we know where Lyra was last seen. The old housekeeper personally carried her to the cathedral that day. She was there when tragedy struck.” I didn’t realize how fast my heart was beating until I was out of breath. When I finally let his words sink in, I asked, “so, she’s the one who saved Lyra?” Spider’s eyes dropped. “No. No one saved Lyra. She was shot while the housekeeper tried to escape with her. They spared her life but Lyra was a Giannelli so…I’m sorry.” My heart sank. “What’s that supposed to mean?” I knew exactly what he m

Calling her name. "I'm here," she managed. "I'm okay." "You stopped breathing. Your heart stopped. I thought—" He pulled her closer. "What did you see?" Lyra's whole body shook. "Everything. The fall. My parents dying. Seraphine destroying the Shadowlands." "We already knew that." "No." Lyra pushed herself up. "We knew the Shadowlands fell. We thought it was war, Battle, Conflict between kingdoms." "It wasn't?" "It was a hunt." Her voice came out cold and hard. "Seraphine didn't attack the Shadowlands in battle. She hunted my family like animals. Used mind control to turn our own people against us. Burned everything. Killed everyone."

The silence that followed was unbearable. Lyra stared at Aiden. Then at Kael. Then back at Aiden. Before this universe, Kael was not my father. He was my enemy. And Lyra… She was the one who killed me. The words repeated inside Lyra's mind. Killed me. Her knees weakened. No. Aiden's ancient eyes remained fixed on her. Yes. Lyra shook her head. No. I have never killed you. You have.

She had already plunged the knife deep into her stomach. She gave a shrill gasp and fell down, blood gushing from her mouth. Loki ran to her side. "Why did you do that?" He questioned, not because he pitied her, but because her actions were foolish. "It seemed like the right thing to do. You were going to kill me anyway, so I decided to help you like you helped me when I needed it. Though you may not believe it, I really do love you a lot, more than you can ever imagine. Heed my words, be careful of Lilith, she's dangerous," Lyra said in a whisper before coughing up more blood. She heaved and breathed her last, dying with her eyes wide open. Loki closed her eyelids.

I could tell he was in thought. I looked back at Lyra. Her head was bowed, and her fingers fondled with each other. “What is it?” I asked. I could tell she had something to say. Her brown eyes moved up to meet mine. She shook her head. “Nothing.” I walked to her, my hand sliding into hers. “Are you scared?” I asked. “It’s just… if a killer is in my home, then I could be in trouble. Anybody could be next in line,” she admitted.