Leandros’s POV The pain in my heart multiplied with each passing moment. Although I had to leave Yellowknife abruptly, I knew I wasn’t wanted there. Lyra’s rejection pierced my heart and touched my soul, shattering it totally. The little hope I had left of a reconciliation crumbled to dust. I knew I had lost her forever. I couldn’t accept her rejection. My heart couldn’t bear to. Therefore, it was best that I stayed away from her, far away, where my shadow wouldn’t fall upon her. I released her to live a happy, fulfilling life with a mate worthy of her. Maybe I was too old for her! She could never feel the depth of my feelings for her. I doubted if anyone could ever love her more than I did. It was my misfortune. I couldn’t show her what she meant to me. I had tried hard to give her what she deserved. Now it was all over. She wouldn’t want a broken, abused mate, years older than her, with lots of baggage on his shoulders. Maybe after a few years, I could accept her rejection. Just
Leandros’s POV After Three MonthsI drove home from the office after a hectic day at work. It has been exactly three months since I sent the beautiful pendant to Lyra a day after her birthday. It wasn’t my fault that the delivery got delayed. Yet until now, I had no idea of her reaction. I called Hera to take an update a day later, but she informed me about Lyra’s departure. She had left for her college in Toronto before my gift was delivered. Felixe couldn’t courier such an expensive item to her hostel. They would wait for her visit. Maybe she hadn’t visited her uncle in the last three months. It would be wise to put it behind me and concentrate on my work. I did just that for the last three months. Work and the pack took up all my time. Thankfully, after Zephyrus’s warning to Alpha Lucas, Dimitra and her Beta didn’t disturb us at all. Yet Zephyrus tightened the security around the place in case they attacked. King Iliad returned from his exile but didn’t work on his threat of re
Leandros’s POV It was easier said than done. I gaped at the basket in my arms helplessly. A newborn baby girl gazed back at me with so much love, it took my breath away. Michael sat with me carrying the other basket with my baby boy while Alexandrios sat in front carrying my other son. “Where to, Leandros?” asked Orion as he got into the driver’s seat. I gave him a lost look. What would I do with them if I took them home? I could conquer the world, but I didn’t know how to take care of a newborn baby, let alone three! Heck, I didn’t have boobs to produce their food! What would I feed them?“I, umm, don’t know! I don’t have breast milk! What else can I feed them? There’s nothing at home and all shops have closed down by now.” They gaped at me, equally at a loss. “I might have formula milk in the neonatal section of the hospital. Do you want me to get you some? I could send a nurse,” offered Alexandrios. Zephyrus came towards our car and leaned in to check up on me. He noticed the
Leandros’s POV “How long are you planning to stay in Alpha Zephyrus’s house?” asked Michael as he helped me buy the baby stuff from his departmental store in Lucania. Even Orion and Stavros were there to help me or I would have been totally lost. Stavros, with his experience, suggested the stuff he had bought for Hazel. He knew exactly what I might need. “I haven’t planned a thing yet. I’m just going with the flow. Once the nursery is set up, I’ll look for a full-time nanny to take care of them while I’m at work. I have no idea where to look for a nanny.” “I’ll have a word with Carla at the packhouse. She knows almost every female wolf, young and old, in the pack. Maybe we can find someone for you,” suggested Stavros. “She was the one who sent Hazel a reliable nanny for our pups.” “Great then. I’ll have a word with her today.” I had no idea how long it would take to fix the nursery. We loaded all our purchases in our cars and headed to my house. I was thankful to the three of them
Lyra’s POV After Four YearsThe flight landed in Yellowknife. I collected my luggage and looked around for my uncle. It had been four years since I left this city, but nothing seemed to have changed much here.I hadn’t returned to Yellowknife in the last four years, since my term break always coincided with Hera’s birthday. My uncle always invited Zephyrus and his friends to celebrate Hera’s birthday, and I had no wish to face them, especially Leandros and his chosen mate. Therefore, it was better to stay away. The first few times, my uncle and Hera called me to coax me to come home, but I was adamant. As the years passed by, they gave up on me. I was fine with it, studying hard to prove myself. My hard work paid off, and I topped the university in my batch. It helped me bag the best internship opportunity in the famous fashion house, Mackenzie’s, headquartered in Yellowknife. So here I was in Yellowknife, all excited to join my first job. Although my uncle didn’t approve of my pla
Lyra’s POV “I’m not serving another business, Uncle Felixe. I’m learning the tricks of the trade from the best in the industry. Soon I will be ready to apply the knowledge I gained and build my fashion brand. I know we have a successful business of our own, but it doesn’t cater to fashion design or I would have joined it already!” “She’s right, Felixe. Please, can we make peace and have lunch together? Lyra, come to the table. I’ve made your favorites,” said Hera, intervening in time. With both of us stubborn and hot-headed, it was the only way out of the situation. The doorbell rang and Granny Ebony and Stella arrived with loads of shopping bags. “Oh, you’ve arrived! I was hurrying back to meet you, Lyra.”“How have you been granny? It feels so good to see you.” I hugged her and she, too, returned my gesture. “So, where are you coming from? What are in all these bags?” Stella carried them inside while Hera and Uncle Felixe shared a look of alarm. “Oh, it’s for the party!” said Gr
Lyra’s POV As I lay down to sleep, I was in a dilemma. There was no other way out than to agree to return home the next morning. If Uncle Felixe could find out my mentor’s phone number, he could also get me out of this hotel. I wondered if Leandros were coming at all. Had they not invited him? Had my uncle insulted him for what he did to me? What other reason could be for him not to turn up for Hera’s birthday? He was quite close to Hera. After a fitful sleep the next morning, I trudged home. It was Saturday and my office was closed for the weekend. With Hera’s birthday the next day, I had no way of escape. The moment I parked the car, the chaos inside the house made me dread going inside. I had no contact with my friends from Lucania for the last four years. What if they bore a grudge against me? I was socially awkward and couldn’t do small talk to salvage a situation. Still, I trudged in gingerly, smiling at the entire crowd gathered in the living room. Thankfully, my uncle was
Lyra’s POV Despite the chaos all around us, Granny and I sneaked out in the evening before Leandros’s arrival. Everyone was busy tending to the battalion of pups and no one noticed us. “So, where’s this Purple Beats of yours?” asked Granny as we got into her car. “Downtown, near Mackenzie’s.” She drove on and I smiled, feeling free. “Drink in moderation. We have to return home and face your hot-headed uncle.” We chuckled at the description, all the way enacting Uncle Felixe’s reaction to our escapade. It was so hilarious, we were soon laughing to our heart’s content. We reached the club and walked in with confidence. Although my last experience was bitter, this time I wasn’t underage anymore. The bouncers winked at Granny Ebony as they allowed us inside. I chuckled at her antics, and soon we were negotiating our way through the crazy club crowd. Granny Ebony nudged the creepy guys aside with her elbows as she made way for me. As if I were still underage! We booked ourselves a tab