Chapter 105 Lyanna's PovHis eyes are bright even in the dark and he keeps looking at me, I look back. "Are you alright, Lyanna?" "Yeah, I should be, did you hear me say something?" "No, you were only moaning softly, does Lugard have something to do with it? It's not that I am being jealous or something, you have to understand that if you keep thinking about him so much, there's no way you are gonna forget about him. Are you with me?" Everyone keeps saying the same thing, but do they know how hard that is? How can I possibly stop thinking about Drake of all people? I thought. "Shall we go back to sleep?" I noticed him sigh. "It's you who needs to sleep, Lyanna. How long have you been thinking about you?" "Let's not talk about him, please?" He comes closer to me and then puts my head on his chest. I feel uncomfortable but don't not complain. Sun rushes in through the thin curtains, falling directly on me. I moan, open
Lyanna's PovIt's the third day of being in my father's house and having to live with the fact of carrying Drake's child. My father, Alpha Clinmim has been buried and well, Roger together with my parents are also doing their best to make me happy. For Roger, I have still not told him anything about not wanting to have something to do with him. I plan to tell him after I finish taking my bath. I humm, hoping he would take this lightly. I stop looking at my belly in the mirror, I enter the shower and return a few minutes later with a towel around me. "There you are." Roger says, sitting on my bed. "I brought you chocolate tea, are you going somewhere?" "Ah yes, yes! I want to take a walk in the city. Oh don't worry, I will manage on my own. And thanks for the tea, you know I like it." "How are you doing? The baby also, are the both of you okay?" He asks concernedly. "I am fine and she, I guess is also fine." I smile briefly, he nods twice.
Alpha Lugard's PovI have traveled around the world, met a lot of princesses, ones which bathed in Rose water and applied the most refined skin oils to look as shimmering as glass. Met the ones with the most shiny Golden hair but none of them can compare to Lyanna. She has her beauty given straight from the moon goddess. Actually, others could even say she's the moon goddess. Seeing her tonight was like being to a place where I've desired to be all the days of my life. Even now, sitting with my back facing her, hearing her breathe makes me feel so alive. She belongs to me and I belong to her, and tonight, she's coming with me whether she likes it or not. I wait for her to close the door and get inside. "I know you can sense my presence, you are not wrong, anyway. Turn on the light, wife." "Drake…" she calls, her voice trembling. I get up and instead of turning the light on, I surround my hands around her waist. "I saw the way you danced with the men at th
Chapter 1. LYANNA’S POV.I wake up in the middle of the forest, my sleepwear, pink pyjamas hanging loosely around my body. Fear instantly grips me, and I shoot up from the forest floor so fast like the flash of lightning, darting here and there in the thick darkness, my feet crushing the leaves underneath. Shit. How’d I get here? Where’s mum and dad? Squinting my eyes, I try to pinpoint their exact location amidst the tall trees with its gnarly branches, but all I can see is darkness covering me like a thick blanket. Sweat circles my underarm, making my side itch and I swallow past the bulge in my throat, mumbling a weak ‘hello’. My voice echoes through the chilly air, hitting me with full force, and it nearly knocks the air out of my lungs. Gasping for breath, my eyes widen in realization. Oh my gosh. I’m all alone. No one’s coming for me. Heart hammering against my ribcage, I try to maintain my balance, but my knees are wobbly and I can barely keep steady without the world dancing
Lugard's Pov I curl up on the cold cemented floor wearing just worn out shorts as I battle with my mind into letting me fall asleep and perhaps to forget the hunger I felt.There's a sudden interruption, I hear the heavy gate produce a sound, alarming me to sit up immediately. It opens, ushering light into the dungeon as a result. Four people stood outside the gate, staring at me in disgust, probably because they were getting tired of pushing. Three men and one woman. The first man entered, he didn't seem to care much about me. The second however looks at me like he was staring right at a piece of garbage. The third looks as greedy as his round pot belly which shook with every step he took. Around here, he was the boss and more. Finally the woman, a maid, looking nervous and yet trying to hold her composure walks in with a pot of fire.For her part, she places the pot down and flounces. "Hey, boy." The pot-bellied man calls and I squirm. Meanwhile, the rod is in the pot of fire he
LYANNA’S POV. “Hey, are you.. okay?” Dad asks, turning briefly away from the road to stare at me. His deep brown eyes narrow like slits. “Yeah,” I say, slouching further into the passenger’s seat as if wanting to disappear. The dream last night had left me unsettled and I hardly caught any more sleep after that, busying myself with trying to find meaning to what I’d seen. Not like I’d seen much, apart from the big, angry wolf. Those vivid blue eyes kept flashing through my mind, sending chills down my spin every time. Are wolves real? Or am I being some sort of paranoiac? I mean yesterday, I thought I had seen someone and if it wasn't for my daddy, I would have kept walking into the forest! Damn!After a moment’s hesitation, I resolve to ask him what had been bothering me. “Hey, dad. Do you know anything about wolves in a forest?” “No, why?” He’s quick to say, his hands clutching the steering wheel tightly. I shake my head, heaving a sigh. “It’s nothing.” Maybe I’m overthinking
ALPHA LUGARD’S POVThree Weeks Earlier**** I finally come into a small clearing through the large trees, the witch’s hut up ahead. It’s compact with red brick walls and broken windows with vines curling around the wooden sill. Smoke curves up from the blackened chimney, disappearing into the dark blue sky. Blowing out a breath, I make my way down, renewed strength entering into my weakened bones. I must find Isadora, even if it costs me everything. The witch is ready and waiting and she offers me a seat across from her in a low chair, her oddly shaped face tightened in concentration. I sit down without making any noise, staring at her hair already thinning at the sides. "Good morning, Alpha Lord Lugard, how may I help you?" She says, revealing a broken front tooth. "I've heard you have unquestionable insight and you are very precise when it comes to your works. There's this girl that I want to find after so many years. Her name is Princess Isadora. Tell me where she is and if I f
Present Day****Alpha Lord Lugard's PovI am sitting at my desk, having Isadora willingly invade my mind and soul with her green eyes as an emerald and pretty face. Not much to say of her physical changes, she is still the lively little girl who always laughed loudly around the house, whose giggles were so cute. And with golden hair that shone brightly like a goddess.It was so surprising that my heart skipped a beat, almost rendering me speechless when I locked eyes with her. That's far from something I had expected. Lyanna Coblah? Was she deceiving us? I looked straight into her eyes when she spoke and I was sure she wasn't telling lies. And anyways, why will she do that? A man walks in, old with receding hairline and unkept gray malnourished hair, shuffling his feet and finally stopping behind a lectern that he is a few inches taller than. He didn't look like a professor deem for this institution. However, who knows? He could be the most intelligent teacher the school has ever be