Who is Ahmet ? Ang why is Lyra so rattled? I guess we will find out ;) MM xx
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
Lyra‘Demitri, how are Kalsea and Dollar?’ I almost shout through the earpiece, desperate to know they are ok. I know I should be happy but something was off. This was far too easy, I know my father and I know he would never allow a raid to go as smoothly as that.It takes what feels like forever for Demitri to answer and when he does my stomach drops. ‘We need a healer Lyra, they are in a bad way’ A healer. It has been almost ten years since I have used a healer, where will I find a healer?I watch as Maddox pulls his phone out and awaits while the line connect’s. I am so lost in the depths of my own self hate that it’s not until his warm hand is on my arm that I snap out of it.“My cousin will have his pack healer meet us at the airfield” Maddox says in a low voice, looking into his sapphire eyes that seem to hold a part of me I would never admit out loud. All I do is nod, If anything happens to Kalsea I won't forgive myself and I will bring death to all involved.As we pull up to th
DemitriAtlas and I got through the main door to the dungeons; the smell of blood and wolfsbane was overpowering. I look at Atlas as a low rumbling growl is rumbling as he moves past me towards the back cells. Placing a finger to my lips letting him know to be quiet.After only hearing the four heart beats, we moved forward. Atlas was clearly following his nose, wolves have a better sense of smell. Atlas practically rips the cell door off as an almighty roar leaves him and he rushes into the cell. Catching up with him I watch as he drops to his knees beside a seriously bloody. “What the fuck?” I growled while looking at my childhood friend who was more like a sister.“Go find Dollar, I have her” Atlas shouts at me, registering what he said i burst into action and moved to the cell next door.After I manage to open the cell door I am blown away by the wolf that lies in a puddle of his own blood but you can see how good looking he is. Kneeling down I place a hand on his forehead to chec