“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.
View MoreMarcusI sat in my study, the amber liquid in my glass catching the faint light from the single candle I had lit on my desk. It was getting dark outside, the kind of time I should be relaxing. But all I could feel was the burning rage deep inside me. That little twerp called me his subject.Imagine that little twerp, telling me I am his subject.I took another sip, letting the fire of the alcohol settle in my chest. But it wasn’t enough to douse the fire in my mind. My fingers gripped the glass tighter, the crystal almost feeling like it might shatter under my anger. Well, I am his subject for now, for now. I would have finished my discussions with Jaxon by now. It was supposed to be a simple, discreet meeting between us. By now, he would have given me access to Lyra. That was why I wanted to let him know that I am Lyra’s father. I am sure that would have made him see me in a good light.Knowing that I’m related to Lyra would have meant something to him. I could have swayed him. He
I was in my office typing on my laptop while checking on some files on my desk. I have so many files to go through, especially regarding the new collaboration we just got with the Sol Group.Suddenly, the door burst open, and I saw my secretary running after Elder Marcus. She looked on the verge of tears, but I nodded to her and told her to go back to her office.“Where is Alpha Jaxon?”“He has left for his home. I believe he has crossed the borders by now. Is there any problem?”“What is that supposed to mean, Damien? I was waiting in the reception for him to come out or for you to come and inform me that you have finished your meeting. I wanted to talk to him about something.”“Oh. Is that it?” I asked nonchalantly. “Well, the alpha said he had another meeting somewhere else. He left immediately after we finished our discussion.”“What is that supposed to mean? You knew I wanted to meet him. You could have called me to come and see him, even if only briefly.”I leaned back on my cha
DamienDamien couldn’t shake the feeling that there was something more going on that he didn’t know about. Why would elder Marcus suddenly develop interest in alpha Jaxon? Elder Marcus’s insistence on staying made me feel uneasy. But I didn’t press the issue. I had a sense that this conversation was one he wasn’t meant to be part of,not yet.There was something about Marcus's sudden interest in Jaxon that didn’t sit right with him, and he wasn’t sure what game they were playing. But he intended to find out. Still, my instincts told him to stay vigilant. Something was off, and I wasn’t about to ignore it. For now, I decided to focus on the conversation I am having with Jaxon.“Thank you for agreeing to this meeting,” I told him while motioning for him to sit on a seat close to the end of the conference table. This way, we will be sitting far away from the door. Although, Rowan is at the door to make sure no one disturbs me as I have already mindlinked him to him.Jaxon stepped forward,
As if that was not enough, she still had a soft, cashmere cardigan draped over her shoulders, the pale beige color further emphasizing the soft opulence of her ensemble. She was carrying a small, structured handbag, probably designers since everything else she is wearing is designers. Its sleek features and pink color was designed to make a powerful statement. Then her accessories are all gold, from her earrings to the rings that glitter subtly on her fingers. Every piece of her outfit oozes wealth and refinement. She doesn’t need to shout about it; her clothing speaks volumes, subtly hinting that she knows exactly what she’s doing. You will think this woman is going to a ball dance at a palace and not coming for a casual visit to her Luna. She flings her long, wavy her at Calista as she gets closer to her.“I heard you were in the kitchen so I decided to come here and see you,” the woman said.“Hello Sylvia,” Calista said, with no expression on her face. It was clear that she is n
LyraShe shrugged. “Who knows? Maybe he has finally decided to open his heart to love again. Although why he would pick you is strange.”“Why do you say that?”“He should know that you are already mated. Definitely you are not thinking of leaving your mate for him.”“No. And I told him so. I just hope I haven’t hurt him too much by rejecting him now that he has finally decided to love again.” Calista’s eyes softened, and she nodded. “I think Luke has always kept a piece of himself reserved, not wanting to trust anyone completely. But maybe, just maybe, he saw something in you, Lyra. Something that made him believe it was safe to open up. I’m not saying he was right to confess to you, but I think he’s been carrying that weight for a long time.”I swallowed hard, the lump in my throat growing. “He’s been carrying it alone. And I can’t be the one to fix him. I can’t be the one to heal those wounds.”“You don’t have to,” Calista said gently, reaching across the table and placing her hand
I sat at the head of the conference table, watching as the representatives of the Sol Group and some of my executives filed out of the room. The meeting had gone smoothly, far smoother than I had expected, to be honest. They didn’t come with a large contingent like I expected.The two packs are not friends with each other but then we were not at war either. It's more like we were wary of one another and were waiting for who would make the first move. Usually if they are coming to this kind of meeting, they will come with a lot of their warriors in case things turn awry but that doesn’t seem to be the case today. A few years after I became the alpha, I decided that I needed more allies than enemies and I decided to find them. And for Jaxon to come with such a few representatives, mostly business officials, maybe he is having the same thoughts as me. This will make our meeting go smoother. Crewwood has a lot of material resources that makes them one of the richest packs in our country
The morning sun filtered through the windows of Calista's home, casting a golden glow across the room. The herbs and roots the maids had gathered the day before were now carefully simmering in a large pot on the stove, the scent of the healing potion filling the air with an earthy, soothing aroma. I was deep in concentration, making sure the brew was prepared just as my mother had taught me. It had to be perfect. Calista and I were counting on it.I glanced over at her as she sat at the table, her fingers absentmindedly tracing patterns on the cloth. She seemed nervous, yet hopeful. I could see the anxiety in her eyes, but there was something else there too. There was also a flicker of hope and excitement at the thought that maybe, just maybe, this could work. She wanted a child so badly, and I wanted to help her get what she deserved.Once I had finished the potion, we let it cool. When it was ready, I poured it into a small vial, the liquid glimmering in the morning light. I turned
Then he stood up.“I heard you can read minds. Are you reading my mind right now?” he asks me while coming closer.“No, I am not,” I replied, wondering where this is going.“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.”Shock!Silence!!What did I just hear? No, I have to be sure that I heard right.“What?” I said with my mouth and eyes wide open."I care about you," he said, almost too quietly, as if the confession was a weight he had been carrying for a while. "More than I should." The words hit me like a cold rush of wind. My heart stuttered in my chest. I blinked at him, momentarily speechless, the weight of what he had said settling heavily between us."You ...you care about me?" I asked, my voice barely above a whisper, as if I had misheard him. I still don’t believe this. “Bu
I shook my head. “No, it’s not harmful. At least, it never was for me. It’s just some traditional herbs and roots. Nothing dangerous. I’ve watched my mother prepare many times before, for others who needed it. The only side effect is that it sometimes makes you… a little more ummm like you are in heat. I hope you understand.”She chuckled at this. Her lips curled into a thoughtful smile. “Of course I understand, Lyra. And that is not a problem.”I laughed softly, the sound light and freeing. “Glad to hear that.”Calista remained silent for a few moments, then finally nodded. “Alright, I’ll give it a try. But I’ll need to know everything that we need so we can get it.”I nodded enthusiastically, already reaching into my bag to pull out a small notebook. Inside, I had written down the ingredients my mother had used, the steps to make the potion exactly right. “There are a few key herbs,” I began, flipping through the pages. “First, you’ll need Myringwort. It’s a root that grows near th
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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