Does Lysandra Die Novels & Stories

"I'm sorry, Alpha Logan. We did our best, but we couldn't stop your brother's bleeding." "Can you figure out the cause?" Logan asked seriously. "I'm sorry, we've never seen symptoms like this before." The doctor shook his head, frustrated. "He's losing too much blood, and he's a Lycan, so his blood type is very special. I'm afraid the only way is for you to donate your blood. Otherwise, he’ll die from blood loss." "How much blood? Take as much as you need." Logan urgently made the doctor to walk toward the emergency room.

But now, in her second life, knowing what she knew now about Bianca’s treachery, she was glad she couldn’t. Instead of responding to Cassidy’s apology, Lyra stepped forward and asked, “What’s in your left pocket?” Cassidy jerked her head up, offended. “What?” “Your left pocket,” Lyra said, gesturing. “Show me.” Cassidy looked to Kael, who, to Lyra’s surprise, simply shrugged. “Now I’m curious,” he admitted. Finally, she huffed and pulled a small, black stone out of her pocket. It was smooth and perfectly round, like the kind of stone one could find walking along the beach. Lyra only got a glimpse of it before Cassidy slipped it back inside.

Nova waited. Elara took a slow breath. Then spoke the words that made Kieran's face lose all color. "Lysandra is alive." Hope flashed through Nova. Until Elara continued. "But she is no longer the woman your prince remembers."

Lucy did not deserve this one bit. The Lycan continued to disfigure my body. She derived pleasure in doing so. "Don't ever in your unfortunate life ever interfere when I'm disciplining a slave. You're a fucking lowlife, you have no right to interfere or even speak to me!" She pushed me aside and went back to Lucy's body. The Lycan was definitely going to kill her so I gathered all the energy I could and stood in front of Lucy again. The Lycan could hurt me all she could, I had more experience but Lucy was indeed too innocent and she was going to die if the beating continued.

“You were hired by them too?.. Hahahahaha~…. I was so stupid to trust you all. I gave you everything I had… My money, my company and even my shares…..And now you want me dead?” “Naturally, everything you have is ours!” “That’s right! We raised you. So we own your life!” “Hehehehe~ Speaking of life, I forgot to mention that because your stupid billionaire friend keeps disturbing our plans, we also had to eliminate him. And now, he's a rotting corpse because of you.” “WHAT?” Lydia’s reaction was desperate. “What did you do to Alec?”

He whispered. Lysan's mind began to race. He remembered that day vividly—the cracked ceiling, the way the poison moved through his body, the pain, his trusted ally—Silas, when he came to mock him on his death bed and left almost immediately. And he was extremely sure that they wouldn't hang around so no one would pin his death on them. But after— His neighbour. The woman Kassian claimed found his body. It couldn't be her. “She was sick too. On her death bed when I was poisoned.” Lysan said, trying to steady his voice. “In the original timeline, she was extremely old. She couldn't have come back.”

The soup spilled. "What did you say?" "Lyra died on the altar." Caelum looked directly at her, his voice compressed and controlled, each word landing like a stone. "When we wheeled Selene out, her body was already in the east wing. The Healer tried to tell us. None of us stopped to hear it." My father's color began to change. "That's impossible," he managed. "It was just a transfusion—"

They tore through the remaining two of Lysandra’s men, dissolving them into nothing but dust and ash before they could even hit the floor. Lysandra was left standing alone in the center of the debris,for the first time her face was drained of that icy, regal composure. She looked at the piles of ash, then at me, her chest heaving. She tried to reach for her blade, but before her fingers could even touch the hilt, she was yanked off her feet.

Rhea struggled to keep her footing, blood dripping from a cut above her eyebrow. Only I remained standing. My glow burned against her darkness, a flickering sun against a storm. Lysandra floated a few feet above the ground, her voice now a twisted blend of fury and ancient power. “I will rip your soul apart. I will unravel your bloodline. I will end everything you are.” She thrust out her hand. The command formed on her tongue. My true name. The name she had weaponized. The name she believed would always bring me to my knees.

I asked Drusilla, confused. None of my thoughts connected properly but if the elixir had indeed been the cause then Lyssandra could die at any minute and then, I’d be responsible for two deaths. “Calm down. It had nothing to do with us,” Drusilla cooed as she tried to calm me down. ——— I narrowed my eyes as we entered the infirmary and met Lyssandra speaking softly to Caroline. “My King,” Lyssandra purred as she took a step back from Caroline and inclined her head slightly to Darwin.