Ethan X Lyra Novels & Stories

“Mark you. Claim you. Make you mine for eternity. Not in submission, but in love. Unity.” Lyra’s breathing got harder. “Just do it already. Mark me, Caelan.” She gasped. That was all I needed. In one swoop, I took her in my arms and placed her wet entrance against the bulge in my trousers. My fangs bared themselves, and I sank them deep into her skin. Lyra screamed. It was raw, erotic, and passionate. A light coat of blood stained her skin, and in one lick, I cleaned it off. It exposed the bite mark on her skin.

The Alpha was totally unaware, by his reaction now. Could Ethan have known? Is that why Ethan was angry at her? Could they have been involved with each other while I was gone? Was Lyra even telling me the truth? I lost control of my whole act and groaned in frustration. Elder Thorian quickly rushed to my side, while the Alpha stomped out of the room. *** Lyra's POV Ethan handled me quite roughly. “Ethan, please, the carriage is too high for me to get down. Can you help me?"

“I forgot to introduce you two. Forgive me.” “No, it's okay. You did introduce me to them. So uhm… do you know him well?” “Him? Of course,” she smiled. “His name is Luke and he is the beta to Jaxon.” The beta, not bad. “Is he …?” I shook my head. There’s no way Lyra will know if he is married. And what if he is? Am I really prepared for that news? “Is anything the matter?” Lyra asked me, noticing the faraway look on my face. “Have you met him before?”

Isabella said, her eyes narrowing as they landed on me, and for a split second, I saw a flash of pure, unadulterated terror in her gaze before she masked it with a smirk. "This is Lyra, my new Executive Secretary, and she is the reason Elias Marcus is currently being fitted for a pair of handcuffs, so I suggest you keep your comments to yourself," Xavier replied, while he walked over to the little girl and knelt down to give her a brief, stiff hug.

She hesitated, then added, "Emotionally? That takes longer, child. Much longer. And you shouldn't try to do it alone." But I am alone, Lyra thought. My mate is a liar and my best friend is a murderer, and I'm more alone than you could possibly understand. "Thank you," she said instead, sliding off the examination table. Her legs felt weak, but she forced them to hold her weight. "For everything. And for your discretion." Eleanor caught her hand before she could turn away. "Lyra, are you sure everything is alright? Between you and the Alpha? You can talk to me if—"

Lyra rolled her eyes and walked to the door, just as she was about to open it, the door flung open and a delicious scent hit her. Just as she was beginning to bask in the intoxicating scent, her eyes met his familiar blue ones. At the sight of the eyes, her breath caught and she mustered a word. “J?” *** Lyra had just been craving a particular raspberry and white chocolate cupcakes. It was the week were they abstained from every non vegan food, but Lyra being Lyra always gets what she wants. She sneaked out of her dorm and headed towards Tyler's corner. Whenever she wanted to do something illegal, Tyler was her buddy, her partner in crime.

Didn't you betray Elena just the same? Her words struck a nerve. The guilt and regret Ethan had been suppressing surged up all at once, and he thundered, "Shut up!" Lylia suddenly burst into laughter, as tears continued to fall from her eyes, her expression completely unhinged. "We'll go down together! If I have to suffer, so do you! Ethan, get off your high horse. I was only seeking love. There's nothing wrong with that! "It was you. You were the one who couldn't figure out who you truly loved. You've broken the hearts of two she-wolves! You are nothing but a coward! You're the one who ruined your own life!

she asked, her voice tinged with worry. Ethan took a deep breath, trying to find the right words to express his conflicting emotions. "Lyra, I overheard some whispers about you... about this forbidden bond you have with Xander," he said, his voice laced with a mixture of protectiveness and concern. Lyra's eyes widened, realizing that the secret she held so closely was now exposed. She searched Ethan's face, seeing the worry etched on his features. "Ethan, I didn't mean for you to find out like this," she began, her voice filled with regret.

he asked, desperate to understand. Lyra let out a laugh, a cold, cruel laugh that sent chills down Ethan's spine. "Oh, Ethan," she said, her voice filled with disgust. "You really are naive. I hate beautiful women like Luna because they remind me of everything I'm not. They have everything I've ever wanted, and I can't stand it. So, I've decided to take it away from them, one by one." **

“He told me these are my people. That I should choose them myself.” “And you’re fine with that?” “I am,” I say. “If tomorrow there’s conflict, no one can point fingers. Every consequence will be owned.” I turn back to the field—and freeze. A familiar voice cuts through the air, shrill and honey-sweet at once. “Oh, what a surprise,” Lyra says, stepping into the training ground, her arm linked with Ethan’s. Two women trail behind her, all painted faces and too-loud perfume. Lyra’s gown is too delicate for the dust, her smile too bright for sincerity.