“Are you reading my mind right now?” he asks me while coming closer. “No, I am not.” “I wish you were. So that you can know how you have consumed my mind, how much I think about you. How I want to hold you and care for you. This is what has been going through my mind from the first day I saw you at our border with a protruding belly.” *** Lyra thought marriage to the Alpha would be her salvation, a chance to escape her father’s suffocating control. But when she overhears a deadly plan—one that marks her and her unborn child as pawns in a sinister power play—she makes the only choice that can save her life. With nothing but a cloak to hide her secret and no one to trust, Lyra runs. In a world where loyalty is tested and alliances shift like shadows, Lyra finds refuge in a rival pack, only to uncover gifts she never knew she possessed. But as her powers grow, so do the dangers lurking in the dark. While Damian, her estranged husband, searches for answers about his missing wife and child, and the truth behind his parents’ deaths—an even greater threat looms over them all. Yet some secrets refuse to stay hidden.
Lihat lebih banyak“But I can assure them of his release, too. I can even take one of them back to the dungeon to prove it to them if that’s what it takes.”“I still think it's a bad idea, Lyra. The guests have started arriving,” he said, releasing my arm. Then he nodded towards the crowd outside. “I saw your father’s assistant as I was coming in just now.”“Oh. We wouldn’t want him seeing me now and trying something so soon.”“Exactly,” Rowan said, nodding his head as we were all on board with the plan.I sighed. “I think you are right. Find Luke and tell him his men need him.”“Sure, Luna,” he said, smiling.I decided to head inside my room, our room and start getting ready for the event. As Rowan said, the guests have started arriving, and the event will start soon. I need to dress up and also make sure that Leo is ready.I turned back and headed upstairs. I wonder what sort of clothing I should put on. I need something that would pass a message without being shouting or showy, something that would
I loved having him big and hot inside of my sopping wet hole. I love the feeling. I wanted to cum already, and I started to ride him faster and harder. I moaned his name out loud as I pointed towards my climax. His hands squeezed my nipples hard to bring me even more pleasure before sliding downwards to hold my hips.Damien started thrusting his hips up to meet me midway to bury his cock even deeper inside with each thrust. He was thrusting so fast and hard compared to my own previous thrusting rhythm. It felt so hot.“Does it feel good? You’re squeezing me so tightly down there,” Damien whispered in my ear while pounding his heat into me harder. I hope he is not trying to get into a rut. I’m not sure I want another pup just yet.“Yes,” I answered in a whisper. I wasn’t sure he heard me, so I nodded in response and hugged his neck as I bounced up and down on his cock. I moaned and kissed him hard, grinding my tongue against his as I ground my hips and pussy wall against his cock. My
Lyra’s PovI told Damien that I couldn’t stand by and watch an innocent man die. He simply nodded and brushed his thumb on my lips. That sent some electric jolts down my body. Is this man trying to seduce me here? Earlier on I listened to his thoughts about Luke and spoke about it.But I didn’t want him to suspect what I had done so I disconnected and stopped listening. I have to let him know of my new found powers before I can use it on him. That only seems fair. I only used it on Denise because she was wallowing in pity and I wanted to help her. I’m glad it ended well. But from now, I have to let people know and then ask for their permission before I get into their minds. I wouldn’t like to invade anyone’s privacy. That would seem like abuse of powers. I turned to look at Damien. This man is definitely trying to seduce. I don’t need to read his mind to know that. "And that’s why you’re perfect for this role,” he said. “You challenge me, Lyra, and that’s exactly what I need."Wow,
Luke’s povI took another step forward, a slow smile spreading across my lips. "Hello, Denise."Her breath hitched. "You are out of the dungeon.”“Is that a question or a statement?” I said, my voice low but steady.“I …I’m just surprised, that’s all,” she blurted.“Well, I’ll answer you anyway,” I said, taking another step closer. “I’m out of the dungeon, mate.”She gasped and looked up to meet my eyes.“You …you knew?”“Of course. From your scent, I already know. And I’m sure it's the same for you.”“Since…since when?” she asked.“Yesterday,” I answered, taking another step towards her. “Yesterday evening, when you came to greet your sister-in-law.”“But ..but..but..,” she stopped and took a deep breath. I guess she is trying to calm herself so she can stop stammering. “But you didn’t say anything yesterday. In fact you barely even looked at me,” she smirked. She looks so sexy doing that I want to kiss away that smirk from her face.“Well, I wasn’t sure what I was experiencing. I
Damien’s pov When Luke said he had to go, I left my seat and came round to shake his hand, thanking him for giving all this information. It's Been an enlightening discussion with him intimating me of all the happenings in the pack world where it concerns Axelland. I held his arm with my other hand while smiling at him as I wished him well. I gave my regards to Alpha Jaxon and his wife though since he said he is going back that day. I then led him to the door and smiled as he left and closed the door after him.I stood at the closed door and sighed. IIt'sbeen a tiring day and the day is not over yet. Luke seemed like a good man, someone I could become friends with. If only we didn’t start with this misunderstanding. I rolled my shoulders to lessen the tension there as I walked slowly back to a couch to sit down.“At least, he is out of the dungeon,” Lyra said to me as if she could read my mind. “I’m sure he will understand your actions and will forgive you.”I nodded, but there was s
“Yes, Lyra, I knew about him. I visited your mother some time ago. Remember, I told you about it. I had just learned that your father had a bastard son. So I paid your mother a visit to ask about him, among other things.”“You knew?” Lyra asked.I hope this doesn’t degenerate into a couples fight of ‘you knew and you didn’t tell me’ between them.“I also got to know recently, just days before you came back,” Damien clarified and Lyra was silent.“The main thing,” I cut in, “is that that boy in our dungeon may be his son. And possibly Lyra's half-brother. Since we have created a new relationship, Jaxon wants to release him to you so you can deal with him according to your own laws.”“It should be instant death for him. He tried to kidnap the heir of this pack," Damien said, and Lyra gasped.“Damien, he could be related to me. Besides he may not really know what he was doing. I feel my father threatened him into doing his bidding.”“But he kidnapped my son and tried to run away with him
Luke’s povThe guard led me away, and as I stepped into the pack house, I was welcomed with warmth and the comforting scent of home. The scent of fresh pine and burning wood filled the air, a stark contrast to the damp, musty dungeon cell.The packhouse wasn't a crumbling, gothic mansion; it was a sleek, modern house nestled amidst a grove of ancient oak trees. I noticed the trees when we arrived yesterday. The exterior was a blend of steel and glass, reflecting the moonlight like a thousand shattered mirrors. Inside, the minimalist aesthetic was punctuated by unexpected touches of the past. The guard took me through the hall. The main hall was a soaring space with a polished concrete floor and a wall-sized fireplace roaring to life. Animal skins – wolf, bear, and even the occasional cougar – were draped over sleek leather couches, adding a touch of primal elegance. A grand staircase, crafted from dark wood, led to the upper levels, where the bedrooms were spacious and luxurious, eac
Damien’s povThe door opened to reveal the back of the family chef. He is an old man in early fifties. He has served as a cook here for many years. I know because he was my parents' favorite cook. When they brought more Omegas to help him he focused on bakery and had excelled in that too. I had once asked him if he wants to retire but he would hear none of it.As usual, he didn’t come here empty-handed. He never comes to see me or my wife without bringing something edible. I looked at the tray on hhis hands he turned round for it not to hit the door. It was a tray containing different types of pastries on it."He's always bringing something," I chuckled, watching as Lyra adjusted herself and went back to her seat. "Hope he's not expecting us to sample every single one."Barth, the head chef in the packhouse, bustled in, a whirlwind of flour and apron strings. He kept the tray down on a table and bowed to us."Good day Alpha, Luna!" he boomed, his voice echoing slightly in the spaciou
Lyra’s povHe exhaled, his expression guarded. “Just tell me. What is it?”“It’s about Tricia,” I said carefully.He stood still, his fingers clenching beside him. A flicker of pain crossed his face, but he quickly masked it. “What about her?”“There was a dead body found in Crewwood borders,” I explained. “Calista told me they increased border patrol after the last attack. That’s when they found the body. On checking it, they discovered it was Tricia’s.”He was silent for a few seconds.“Did she say what happened to her?”“No. Though she said, they are still investigating. But they felt you should know about it.”His jaw clenched slightly, but he nodded. “I see.”“Are you okay?” I asked gently.He let out a hollow chuckle. “She rejected me, Lyra. It doesn’t matter anymore.”I frowned, but before I could say anything, he cut me off. “It's okay Lyra. really. I need to see my warriors. It seemed we really needed to go back home. My warriors and I will have to leave soon.”I exchanged a
LyraMy father is a respected husband and father, a model citizen, a role model to the youth, and a revered elder of our pack. Yet from the first day I was born, he wanted me dead.I thought getting married to Alpha Damian was going to protect me from him, but his long hands of hatred still reached me there. And now, because of him, my husband wants me dead.My name is Elyra Forte and I am on the run.My breath came in ragged gasps, each step sending sharp jolts of pain through my body. The weight of my pregnancy slowed me down, but I couldn’t stop. I couldn’t risk being caught—not now, not ever. The thick forest canopy above me blocked out most of the moonlight, casting eerie shadows that made the underbrush even more treacherous. But I had to keep going.My father’s voice still echoed in my mind, cold and calculating. “Once she gives birth, we’ll dispose of her. No one will stand in our way - not even Damian. He has served his purpose.”I had never been close to my father, but I n...
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