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77. Threat
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Lyra’s POV“Shit, this can't be happening!” Varg’s voice rang through my ears, jolting me awake. I opened my eyes and sat up, my gaze drifting toward him, only to see the door slam shut.“What’s happening?” I mumbled to myself, still groggy. Forcing myself up, I walked over to the closet, grabbed a shirt and trousers, and slipped into them. Pulling my hair into a messy bun, I hurried to the door, pushing it open hastily.The hallway was eerily silent. In the distance, I caught a glimpse of Varg as he rushed out of the mansion with Light and Lucian.“Varg?” I called out, but he didn’t seem to hear me. My heart pounded as I quickly made my way toward the entrance.As soon as I stepped outside, a thick fog of smoke filled the sky, blocking the rising sun. The air carried the acrid scent of burning wood, mixed with something heavier. Clothes? Flesh?Panic gripped me as I turned toward the gate, just in time to see it slide open. Varg’s car sped out of the mansion, disappearing into the di
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He walked closer, the sound of his footsteps resonating on the ground, echoing with a chilling familiarity, the same movement I had sensed from the person who killed my mother.My heart raced as his presence filled the space, powerful and commanding. Every step sent a wave of dread through me, but I didn’t dare lift my head. I was too afraid of what I might see.“Lower your weapon,” the voice commanded, cold and unwavering.Frederick hesitated, his grip tightening on the sacred blade. “Who are you to come here and try to stop me?” he growled, his voice strained with frustration.The man took a step closer, his presence commanding, as the rest of the pack members snarled, ready to attack. But he didn’t flinch or show any sign of fear. “I am Lucian, Alpha of the Blackwood Pack.”Frederick’s eyes widened in shock, and I could feel the sudden tension rippling through the pack. Lucian’s name held power, and it was clear they recognized it.Without hesitation, Lucian reached down and graspe
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Varg’s POV“Daddy, I’m scared,” Moon whispered, her small fingers clutching the blanket as she looked up at me with wide, fearful eyes.A cold chill crawled up my spine at the sight of her trembling lips, her innocence tainted by the horrors she had witnessed.I sat beside her on the bed, brushing a strand of dark hair from her forehead. “Don’t worry, honey. I won’t let anyone hurt you, your brothers, or your mom.” My voice was firm, a promise carved into my soul. “I’ll make sure that evil man never comes near us again.”Moon’s lips curled into a relieved smile, though the fear still lingered in her eyes. “Thank you, Daddy.”I forced a smile and ruffled her hair gently. “Now, go to sleep.” I tucked the blanket around her small frame, making sure she was warm and safe.I glanced over at Tristan and Justine, their small chests rising and falling in peaceful slumber.A sigh escaped my lips as I sat there for a moment, watching them. They were safe—for now. But that didn’t ease the anger
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Lyra’s POVThe water cascaded down my hair as I ran my fingers through it, pushing it back. Tilting my face up, I closed my eyes, letting the cold water hit my skin, the sensation grounding me. After a moment, I lowered my head, allowing the water to soak into my milk-white skin, my body absorbing the quiet solace of the shower.A few weeks ago, before the news of Thanos' attacks spread, I had dared to dream of something different. My children had never stepped foot outside the Dom mansion since they arrived, and I had wanted to take them out, to let them meet others like them, to feel the freedom they had never known. But that dream was shattered the moment the news arrived.With a sigh, I turned off the tap and reached for a towel, wrapping it around my body. Grabbing another, I gently squeezed the excess water from my hair before draping it over my head.Stepping into the bedroom, I made my way to the closet, pulling out my nightwear. I had just finished slipping into my pants when
Her Chosen Mate 79. Mindful Decision
Varg's POV“What the fuck are you suggesting?” I snapped, my voice sharper than I intended. “You want us to leave Norway because of Thanos?”Lucian sighed, raking his fingers through his hair in frustration. “It’s the only way I can make sure you, Lyra, and your kids stay safe.”“I’m not doing that,” I spat back, fists clenched so tight I could feel my nails biting into my palms. “If Thanos wants war, then war is what he’ll get.”Lucian’s eyes were wide, fear swimming in them, but I wasn’t about to back down. I wasn’t like him, always trying to avoid a fight before it even started. If Thanos wanted to cross me, he’d better be ready to face the consequences.“You don’t understand what’s happening, Varg,” Lucian insisted, his breath quickening. “This isn’t some random arena brawl. Thanos has the strength of a Lycan now.”He reached under his desk and pulled out a scroll, unrolling it across the table. “He’s taken over five packs in just two years. The only packs left standing are Blood
Her Chosen Mate 78. A Little Chatting
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Her Chosen Mate 77. Threat
Varg’s POVThe look on Lyra’s face when I told her about Thanos broke my heart. Fear flickered in her eyes, deep and raw, piercing straight into mine. I understood that fear. It was the same one that had been clawing at the edges of my thoughts since I first heard Alpha Warren’s warning.Lyra’s voice was barely above a whisper, trembling as she asked, “What are we going to do now? What if he decides to come for this pack?”“That would be a death sentence for him,” I said firmly.Thanos had never dared cross our borders, not since the brutal fight in the woods all those years ago. I had expected him to return for revenge, but he never did. That didn’t mean he had forgotten. He was patient. But he knew the truth, he wouldn’t stand a chance against me, not when the Blackwood Pack was one of the strongest in Norway.Lyra sighed, wrapping her arms around herself as she sank onto the bed. Worry still clouded her face, her delicate features shadowed with uncertainty.“I’m scared, Varg,” she
Her Chosen Mate 76. A New Beginning
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Her Chosen Mate 75. A Plea For Mercy
Lyra’s POVI was home.The realization settled in my chest, warm and comforting.“Thank you for helping me out,” I told Bethany as we carried the babies into the room, heading to the cribs that was adorned with a gold nameplate that shimmered under the soft glow of the overhead light.The room was breathtaking, far more spacious than I had expected. The walls were painted in warm shades of white and brown, creating a sense of peace and comfort. Above us, the ceiling was a masterpiece, painted with an artistic display of the sky, soft, wispy clouds stretched across the canvas, giving the illusion of endless serenity.Three beautifully crafted brown cribs stood side by side, their intricate wooden designs carved with care. A plush beige couch sat in the corner, its inviting cushions promising comfort for the long nights Varg and I would undoubtedly spend here, watching over our children.I gently placed Moon in her crib, her tiny fingers immediately reaching for my hair with a playful c
