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The way he had grieved back then. Could he really be over her? A coughing sound pulled Lylah from her thoughts. She flicked her gaze to Drakora, who was drinking from a cup that Sylra had given her. Sylra then led her gently back to the house. Lately, Drakora had barely come outside. Her arms were always wrapped around her body, insisting it was just the winter. But her skin had paled. Was Drakora unwell? Lucas’s music ended with a gentle note. The kids clapped and cheered. A few of the women joined in the applause, but Lylah just sat and stared. He caught her gaze and winked.

The song was soothing and the lady holding the mic had a voice of an angel but because Draca was distracting me, I could barely hear the song. It was annoying. ‘’but you can’t stop thinking about her!’’ Draca teased. ‘’just tell me if you don’t want to hang her legs up and fuck the hell out of her wet pussy,’’ Draca groaned and I could feel the reaction in my dick. It poked through me my trouser but I was lucky because no one could see me and my throbbing dick. ‘’don’t you wish to fuck Lorena right now?’’ he teased me yet again knowing what it would do to me. I groaned and shifted on my seat yet again catching the attention of Alistair who turned to face me.

Clairol chuckle that makes Draven laugh also. “By the way, I'm Clairol.” They were both still laughing while shaking their hands. After that the music change again. The dj announcements coming over the loud speaker as making the crowd getting more out of control once again. “Should I send you home now?” Draven said. But because of the loud music, Clairol can't even heard him properly. “What?” She shouted. “I'll send you home.” They were both shouting to each other.

"Always the last one. But I can promise you this, Hols. I'm never gonna give you up." Thane snorted. "I'm never gonna let you down." "Never gonna run around and desert you." A new voice joined in. We all spun around. Lukas had his hand on his chest, his other outstretched in my direction. Grumpy growled, flipped the redheaded man off. "Shove it, newbie!" Ari laughed. "Never gonna make you cry." "Oh, I love this song! Never gonna say goodbye," Drace joined in. "Never gonna tell a lie and hurt you," they all sang in unison.

I wasn’t their precious daughter. If I died, no one would grieve. A full day and night passed before I finally hauled myself out of the lava and onto solid ground, delivering the apology gifts to Jessica. Jessica looked stunned. “Why you? Not that worthless sister of yours? A mere crippled dragon had the nerve to steal from me.” “I’m sorry. I’ve come to apologise on her behalf.” I forced the words from my parched throat, and as I spoke, more coppery sweetness rose up.

She craved to be chosen openly, shamelessly with no hesitation. When he entered her life, he gave her exactly that, intense affection, gentle touches, long conversations, and a kind of desire she had never known. For a sheltered girl who has always felt invisible, his warm affection always felt like a light at the end of a tunnel. But behind the desire lay something heavier. His temper, his violent stories, the weight of his complicated past, and the quiet way he consumed her emotionally began to drain her. Torn between the only man who made herpersonal story about the dangers of being intensely desired and the courage it takes to choose oneself over the person who makes you feel everyth

The feed cut to static just for half a second. Then came the interruption. A second frame. Sliding in from the corner of the screen. Eden Vale. Live. Steady. Unscripted. “Hello, Lyra.” The technician off-screen flinched. Lyra didn’t. But her hands tensed on the table. “Override trace initiated,” she snapped. Didn’t matter. Eden’s voice had already taken control of the grid. “You invited the world to hear your version.” “Now they get to see your choice.”

The opening beat dropped, unmistakable and smooth. Drake. “Take Care.” I raised an eyebrow. “You’re starting with Drake? Bold.” “I’m setting the mood.” “For what? A dance battle?” “For you to be impressed,” she said, tapping the dashboard like it was a microphone. The first verse began, and Lena dove in headfirst, singing along—bold, confident, and entirely off on several lyrics. I bit my lip, trying not to laugh. “You’ve been… what’s he say? Dodging bullets from your broken past?” she sang, before trailing off and mumbling something completely wrong.

Lyra’s Pov I couldn’t believe both of them. I had a feeling she had a hand in the dress incident, and now she just confirmed it. Not to talk of how fast she switched up when she saw alpha Drax. She truly wants to be picked by all means. I stared at Alpha Drax wondering if truly he harbored great feelings for her, and if he will truly dispose of me if the curse doesn’t so she could raise my child. He’s not just mean, ruthless, scary, but also a manipulative, two faced man? What was I expecting?

The door opened immediately with Draven and Darius standing in front of the doorway, their eyes blazing with lust and… Was that anger in Draven’s eyes? “You aren't allowed to touch her, Lyrita, she's not one of your girls,” Darius stated sternly. “Calm down, Alpha, I was just testing her. She's such fresh meat,” Lyrita giggled, leaning in and sniffing me again. Before I knew it she leaned in and licked my neck, purring softly. Draven moved with lightning speed and yanked her off me, his golden orbs glowing. “Do. Not. Touch. Mine!” he growled lowly.