Novel & Cerita Lyney X Aether

The moonlight spilt over us, catching the gold in his hair, and I felt my chest tighten with how damn beautiful he looked, all raw and open for me. “Fuck, Aithan, you’re so good at this.” He kept brushing my cheek, guiding me as I took him deeper. His head tipped back for a moment before snapping forward again, his eyes on mine. “Look at me, Ly,” he said, his voice thick with need, and I did. I pulled back slightly, licking slowly along the underside, teasing the vein there. He moaned loud and unrestrained, the sound echoing off the spring. “Goddamn, Ly, that tongue,” he groaned, his hand tightening in my hair, not forceful but encouraging, urging me on. “You’re fucking perfect. Don't stop.”

It was love, or at least as close to love as someone like Mason could get. And it had never, ever been for her. Lyra's hand moved unconsciously to her pocket, to where the small pouch of herbs rested. Wolfsbane and silverleaf. Protection against persuasion and influence. Had Mason been using the mate bond to control her feelings? To make her more compliant, more trusting? Or had she simply been a fool, seeing what she wanted to see instead of what was really there?

I swung my sword, trying to keep them at bay, but there were too many. And then, as if the universe itself was conspiring against me, he appeared. Adrian. The sight of him sent a shiver of fear down my spine, his icy blue eyes locking onto mine with a predatory gleam. He moved toward me with a slow, deliberate grace, as if savoring the moment. The Lycans surrounding me fell back, giving him space, as if they too were afraid of his wrath. “Selena,” Adrian said, his voice smooth and cold, a cruel smile playing on his lips. “It seems we’ve found ourselves in a rather unfortunate situation.”

A knock on the door interrupts our conversation. “Come in,” Caelan called out. The door opens, and a girl walks in. It was Lyra. This was my first time meeting her in close proximity. I have only seen her from a distance while I investigated her. She bowed slightly and said, “You called for me.” “Yes, I did.” Caelan replied. “I wanted to speak to you.” He looked at me. “Thorne. This is Lyra; she came along with us from the Moonveil pack.”

“He’s… barely held it together.” “Like I said, he has done well,” Anya nodded. “His reward is coming. As is yours.” I narrowed my eyes slightly. “You said I had a gift? I feel as though this is rewarding enough.” “You do.” “What kind of gift?” She smiled—knowing and quiet. “The kind that bends the laws of what Lycans believe possible. It sleeps inside you. Aria will awaken it when the time is right.” “And until then?” “Until then, protect her from any being. They are coming for her. They will try to breed her. She is the last of the Flames and they can smell her.”

"And how are you going to be your best version? I mean, what do you see in your best version? Is she a mean girl? If yes then don't be it. You don't have to act tough to be your best version, I promise." "It's not. Let me tell you my vision of how I want to be. I will walk into a room like I own it. I will say thank you to everyone for the tiniest help. I will thank the waiter/waitress for bringing me food. I will thank the driver for driving me to my destination. I will thank my assistant for bringing me my documents. I will praise everyone for their efforts. I will smile when I want. I will stay true to myself. I don't have to appear mysterious or cold to be unapproachable. I don't have to

Everyone turned to look at each other. My heart was still pounding as I watched with anticipation as I wondered what would happen next. I wanted to tell Jacob to run away. He and his men because I knew how fierce Alpha Damien was in battle. He had never lost a fight before but before I could speak, Alpha Damien grabbed Liza, my best friend.

Leo opens my room door carefully staring at me …I continued staring at the roof like I didn't notice his presence. "Dennis" he called, walking up to me slowly. I didn't bother moving or answering. "We need to talk," he added, sitting beside me on my bed. "Talk about what?" I asked " You know how much I love you Dennis" he began trying to act innocent…liar " Leo go straight to the point," I said sitting up so we could be facing each other " The alpha ceremony is coming up" "Am very much aware of that Leo" I said still keeping a straight face

He drops on his knees before the livid Aerol’s Lycan. “Aerol, Babe, please,” he pleads, desperation evident in his voice. The chickens have come home to roost. “No! I Aerol of Golden and Ruber packs, reject you Alloy of Lily pack as my mate!” This is a mess. Aerol is a Lycan, she is not likely to live without her mate. She said this a while ago and we did not take it too seriously. We had all hoped that Orlaith will be the one mated to Alloy.

Kiro said while walking beside me. I scoff. No one knows I’ve been eyeing her for days. I know Kiro is the only one I can trust. If she was not the one who sent that gift then who else could it be? Why doesn't she just admit that she’s Vishiea and stop pretending to be Anastasia Cullen. I never heard that a lone lycan had a daughter. It's the first time I met her and I was expecting that she actually looked like Vishiea, my mate.