I wonder what Lyra's history is ? I am hoping to have another chapter up later , keep an eye on my socials . MM xx
Maddox I was kicking myself as soon as these words left my mouth , I watched as she shrunk back into her shell and built her wall up good and high . She’s been quiet since , giving orders to her men for the night . I just watch her. I swear she is the sexyist female I have ever laid my eyes on . I am so lost in my perverted thoughts that I never noticed Atlas come to stand next to me , he nudges me with his elbow . “You are practically drooling, man” He says with a hint of amusement in his voice . I just give him a side eye and a growl , he just puts his hands up in surrender and laughs . “Are you sure you want to take part in this hunt?” I ask without even looking away from my mate . “Sure, I mean the thought of her having a blackeye caused by that blood sucking mother fucker” He says in a low growly voice . “That being so , remember my mate and your’s are both blood suckers Atlas” He looks almost bashful as he nods and moves to stand with the others . As I return to my
Lyra The minute the siren went off and my screens came to life I was excited as I watched them stalk my brother . I know it's sick but spending one hundred years with him you would understand . I spot Demitri and what I assume is Atlas in wolf form , they are working as a team . I smile at the sight of Kalsea's face when she comes face to face with her tie . Maddox came to stand beside me , his large tattooed arms folded over his chest . I can't help but appreciate how sexy and appetising he looked standing with a frown on his face as he is locked on the screen with Vlad making his way through the bushes and undergrowth . I watch the bottom screen as Kammi , Masimo , Luca and Carlos walk in formation with their assault rifles , custom made AK47 that are designed to take the ammunition we had designed to take out all different kinds of supernatural beings . I stare at Vladimir on the screen and something looks off , like he is looking for somewhere . “Has he been here befo
Lyra Lyra **Flashback** 20 years ago “But Papa , I don't want to get married . Please Papa , Mama I don't even know this man” I say as I look between my parents , my heart beating erratically as I pleaded with them . I could see the look on my Mama’s face , she wasn't happy about this either . “Look Lyra, it's for the good of the kingdom . He will arrive tomorrow and you will be on your best behaviour . Do you understand?” He says dripping in authority before leaving the room , grabbing my mother by the hand as he goes . Why me though? My sister was older , Evanka looked like our mother with her long blonde wavy hair , she is beautiful . I head to the kitchen where I already know Demitir will be waiting for me . As I enter he looks up from the newspaper h e is reading , the minute he sees the look on my face he stands and makes his way to me . “Lyra , what's wrong?” He says while holding my shoulders to scan my face, as a single tear slides down my face . “They are going
Lyra part two flashback The man in question stands and looks me over , I watch the disgust in his eye as he takes me in . “Short hair , I like long hair” He says as he turns to my father and brother . “She is your do as you please with her” Vladimir says as he laughs as though it's a private joke . I turn to him with my jaw hanging open . “I am his? I dont fucking think so” I say through clenched jaw , spitting the last part at my brother as Ahmet watches looking smug . Clearly enjoying the show he reaches out as if to touch me , before he can make contact I step back . “Do not touch me” I snarl at him . He throws his head back and starts laughing before turning to my father. “Have her ready for four i will pick her up , see if i can teach her some manners” He says never taking his eyes off my face . Even though a cold chill runs down my spine from his clear threat I stand my ground “Like hell you will” I spit at him and turn and stomp out of the dining hall . Rushing to
Maddox It’s the first time I have seen Lyra rattled, the woman is like the epitome of strong and fuck it kinda has me worried. The minute the sleaze ball tells her he will see her soon, I snatch the phone off her as Demitri sits her down. I lift the bullet off the table, looking it over it burns my fingers slightly as I examine it. “What did you mean when you said this was one of yours?” I ask, looking at my mate as she works through her emotions, clearly deciding to push it all aside and place her emotionless demeanour back in place . She stands again taking the bullet from the table and examining it, I can see it’s burning her skin but she doesn't even notice it. “These are a specially designed bullet to injure and incapacitate who it embeds itself into” She says as her red eyes return to rest on my now frowning face. “Why the fuck would you make something so dangerous to our kind?” I growl at them. Lyra narrows her eyes at me, standing up slowly. “I may fuck you Alpha,
Lyra My mind is a mass of rage, determination and a touch of nerves. I know going back to my fathers mansion is risky but I need to get the others out of it and the truth is the rage inside of me needs an outlet. If I am completely honest the way Maddox spoke to me earlier has me wanting to punish him. Lets see how the big bad Alpha would feel being dominated by tiny little me; that part has me giggling as i get my things ready to leave in two hours. Someone lightly knocks on the door and I instantly know it's Carlos. “Come in” I say hoping there is no more bad new cause. At this point I want to blow the whole lot of them off this shitty planet. “Boss, are you sure you want to do this? I mean what if Vlad and Ahmet are at the mansion?” I can't help but roll my eyes. “Carlos, how long have you and I been friends?” I ask him in Spanish, knowing he loves his native tongue, he lets a smile flick over his face before his usual stoic expression. “What are we meant to do if anyth
Lyra Pulling up to the Jet I can feel the tension between them all but in all honesty, I have no time to babysit or deal with moody Alphas. He can either get his shit together or get out of my way. I can feel his eyes on me from the moment I step out of the Villa. I put both my guns in their holsters and start to strap my knives to my thigh as soon as we are all on the plane, looking down at the hand that firmly has a grip of my biceps . “What do you want?” I growl at Maddox, a flash of hurt then anger crosses his stupidly handsome face. I am kicking myself for hurting him, but I push it to the back of my mind, I have other things to deal with. “We need to talk in private” Maddox growls and nods towards the end of the plane where my room is. Shrugging him off I stomp towards the room ready to unleash hell, but the minute I spin to let loose on him I am stopped by the look of sheer desperation on his face. “Lyra, baby please” He says as he slides one hand into the back of my ha
Lyra I could feel the tension coming off Maddox, I knew my Alpha was finding it hard allowing me to take control. Typical Alpha, they never normally allow anyone else to take control, unfortunately he has no choice not at the moment anyway. “Mansion up ahead, Boss,” Carlos says from the front of the car. Pulling up in front of the gates I only recognise the one guard, the other three must be new. Probably to replace the ones I killed the last time, I think to myself. One of the new guards holds his hands up to ask us to stop the car. As I go to open the car door, Maddox grabs my arm, I just give him a look and he lets go with a huff. “Open the gate, and feel free to let my Father know i am here, he is expecting me” I say to the guard i know from training as Dan. He just nods towards the the others, they both moved allowing the gate to open. Hoping back in the car Dan waved us through while talking to someone through his headset. “You ready?” Maddox asks as he puts his hand on my