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"Yes, please. " With both of them on my either sides, I walked to the palace royalty chamber which was decorated beautifully and I could only feel my tears brimming in my eyes. A huge picture of my smiling mother was hung on the wall behind the throne. She had piercing blue eyes and soft blondes. I could see the fire in her eyes and the glow on her face. In one word, she was magnificent and I was glad that I shared the same bone structure like her. Alpha Tyrion gave me his hand as I walked closer to him. He looked so handsome and charming in his navy blue attire. His sword hanging by his waist.

“Ryder would still be the same person.” “Your ruler has grown soft!” Pythias spat out in disgust. “Weakened by the Khione woman he has come to fall in love with!” “More lies, wizard!” Iris yelled out at first and then in a calmer voice, she continued with a half smile. “Ryder is incapable of falling in love, much less with an overly pampered Khione princess as Lyra.”

“Let me make this call, Reggie. Then, I’ll gladly take you up on your offer.” Rhys smiled, indicating his cellphone. I nodded and he called his secretary. I wandered away while he took care of his business. I looked at the art decorating the walls, moving silently sideways and examining everything closely. There was a painting of a woman in a green tunic standing in a battle field. The fight raged around her, but she was calmly standing with a raven perched on her hand. Her hair was blood red and flowing behind her, her skin pale as sun bleached bone.

I whisper, the tears I’ve been holding back finally stinging my eyes. “Yes it is and you know it.” Rhysand leans down, his face inches from mine. His silver eyes are dark, focused, and utterly ruthless. “Look at you. You’re brilliant, you’re beautiful, and you’re standing out there begging for scraps of attention from a man who is literally dreaming of another woman while he stands next to you. It’s pitiful.” He reaches out, his thumb tracing the line of my jaw, his touch making my skin hum. “I genuinely hate seeing you like this. You’re a lioness acting like a house cat.”

I let him go ahead with the plans. I'm standing against the window of my bedroom, holding Rhysand. He's getting bigger every day and makes noises, as if he's eager to talk. He reaches for things and pulls my hair often. He's so adorable, with his black curls and his father's grey-blue eyes. I'm just so obsessed with him. His chubby fingers hold mine, while the other hand bangs against the window. It's a shame Kian can't see this. I think he'd be ecstatic because he wanted to be a father. I raise an eyebrow when I see two figures peeking out from behind a tree. They seem to be having a heated discussion. I squint and realize it's Sonny and Serena. The latter appears to be crying as she shouts

Her dark hair was coiled up, a few damp strands curling softly against her neck. In the center of the steaming pool stood Rhys. Submerged up to his waist in the glowing turquoise water, he looked like a mythical titan rising from the depths. The warm, mineral-rich current rippled over his broad, chorded chest and arms, glistening against the dark scar tissue running down his torso. Without the burden of his heavy armor or the cold armor of his Alpha public persona, he looked dangerously vulnerable, his dark hazel-blue eyes fixed entirely on her as she approached the water’s edge.

Rocky yelled back at him. "Did you hear the prophecy?" Jaden asked and stare into his eyes. At the mention of prophecy, Rocky face fell. He had a sad expression on, and control the anger he was feeling inside. Jaden saw the look on his face and could tell that Rocky seems uncomfortable with what he just asked. Then he decided to get him angrier maybe, he will spill some things out. Jaden had a strong will that, Rocky could be the Tyrant Hybrid. "From your look, I guess you heard the prophecy. What do you think about the Tyrant Hybrid that was mentioned?" Jaden sat beside him and asks.

Even his father, the former Alpha, rest his cold, forgotten soul, never looked so imposing in that seat. Rhysand’s dirty brown hair was slicked back with precise, maddening perfection, but I knew better. He’d look better with it mussed, morning hair, the kind you get after a long night of sin. I shouldn’t be thinking that. I hated him. I hate him. But those green eyes, those wicked, sharp blue oceans hadn’t dulled one bit. Still as cutting as ever. Still seeing too much. Still able to pin me in place with a glance, like I was something he could command.

His dark brown eyes shone, and King Cassian saw himself in this child, Rhysand was a replica of his father, the king with those brown cold eyes. "Him..."Mayor Bathory trailed off as his eyes lost on the small body of Rhysand who was standing far off, refusing to take a step closer. "Future of Hagrid" Mayor Bathory whispered as his eyes remained glued on Rhysand, he was in a form of trance "Feared, Brutal, strong, Cold, his soul intertwined..."

He had been her long time crush and finally she had her chance at dating him only to be dumped for a much prettier, hotter blonde senior. Shawn was every high school girls fantasy, his protruding abs would make them crave for a touch, his killer looks got their eyes dizzy at his sight, he was even hotter being the school's baseball captain and he was excellent at the game. Emily had a short lived romance dating the hottest, meanest and popular guy in school and when it ended she as the victim got no sympathy from the masses. Majority of the girls hated her for having Shawn's heart and Bailey was loved for putting an end to it.