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From her stance, it seems she was pacing but halted on hearing me coming in. I trudged forward, feeling so exhausted. "I'm sorry for returning this morning mum, I..." Arya advanced menacingly towards me, causing me to halt in the middle of my words. I furrowed my eyebrows at her, as she stopped in front of me. "You betrayal and backstabber, how could you?" My head was thrown back in utmost surprise. "How could I what?" "I saw the guards taking you into his room. How could you have the heart to steal my man?"

Arianna decided to play a fast one before she loses Gavin to Arya. She got furious after realizing she can't threaten Arya not because of Gavin's warnings, it was because she has an image and reputation to maintain. She can't possibly stand before some girl and threaten her to leave Gavin, she has to maintain her dignity. She got bored doing nothing in Gavin's office, so she decided to play some pranks on Arya. She sent some coffee over with a bouquet of thorn flowers to Arya.

Rex is a vampire, not a werewolf, so Arya can't meet him! Arya stood up eagerly and reiterated, "Can I?" Wyatt lifted his head and took a casual glance at Arya. "Sit. Where's your assessment?" Wyatt strictly asked. Immediately, Arya plopped on the chair, seeming to be depleted of energy. Her eyes glistened with tears, and she almost burst into loud tears. "Big brother Wyatt, don't be like this; I'm here to have fun." She pleaded. I shot Wyatt a grateful smile and walked out of the mansion. If Wyatt hadn't thought of such a method to stop Arya, I don't know how to reject Arya without hurting her feelings.

"Aria, put down the blade." A bitter smile curved my lips, and I shook my head. "The real Tyrion would never tell me to put my weapon down," I said. The chocolate brown of his eyes turned blazing red in an instant. "You may think you're clever, but we both know that you cannot kill him." Gadreel stepped closer to me, taunting me and bringing his chest close enough to touch the blade. "The only way to kill me is to stab my heart, but you know well that Tyrion will not survive that either."

Arthur walks away with that defeated expression on his face, he says, "We just have to kill her then." "How can you say that? You love her." "I don't JD. I loved Raya and she's merely a part of Raya. Lyanna is not Raya, she will never be. Lyanna's just a stupid reincarnation." Arthur coldly said Just then, Lyanna says as she walks in closer, "Thanks for being honest Arthur. I guess now, I won't have to keep guessing how you feel about me. It's loud and clear." "What are you doing-" I asks but Lyanna cuts me off as she replied, "I was looking for you but I guess now I'm not really."

"I was Lord Bolton's cupbearer but he was going to leave me for the goat, so I ran off with Gendry and Hot Pie. You have to know me! You used to lead my pony, when I was little." His eyes went wide. "Gods be good," he said in a choked voice. "Arya Underfoot? Lem, let go of her." "She broke my nose." Lem dumped her unceremoniously to the floor. "Who in seven hells is she supposed to be?" "The Hand's daughter." Harwin went to one knee before her. "Arya Stark, of Winterfell."

“Every time you fight, every time you survive—it sleeps. But it will stir one day and wake up.” Her words gave me a chilly feeling in my bone. How could she know that? Randall positioned himself in front of us, his hackles up and snarling. “Too much of an enigma already for my patience, Warrington.” Tell me what you came to tell me and go.” This was the part of Game of Thrones that makes it always interesting; Lyanna smiled, and then her face tensed; the mood changed instantly. The main thrust of Tyrone’s schemes is more than what you can think of. He doesn’t want Alora simply to heal his pride that was injured by her many years ago. He’s after her blood.”

She rested her side against the corridor while staring at her polished nails. "Just like I suspected you're cheating on your fiance how shameless" Arya turned a deaf ear to Vivian, the lady thing she wanted now was to get into a fight with her stepsister.. this night was already enough for her.. "I'm talking to you Arya!" Vivian barked raising her voice a little.. Arya harshly placed down the glass cup and picked up a kitchen knife from it's rack, she pointed it at Vivian.. "If you say one more word.. I'll slit your throat! who do you think you are to judge my character?"

She screamed and pushed me a little to walk ahead of me. I clenched my jaw and closed my eyes. I had to cool down. Anger was going to make me weak. I needed the aggression and determination for the actual competition. I had another reason to give my best. To show Ava that blood wasn't only factor in deciding who gets to the powerful position. Outside the ladies's chamber, our mates were waiting for us. Alpha Tyrion looked so devilishly handsome in his silver blue armour and a huge sword. He took my hand in his and planted a kiss on the back of my palm.

DAXTON Even if I forgot everything else in my long miserable life, I could never forget those haunting pair of blue eyes. Arya had probably tried to cover up her sister's identity, but it was as obvious as it could get. They were twins. They had slight differences, though, the most prominent one was the colour of the eyes. But what were the odds that fate wasn't toying with me? Why would the moon goddess give me a mate who had a twin? Was this some kind of torture?