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Kessler’s POVI rolled my eyes upon seeing that Annie was already getting acquainted with my parents. Hearing her voice again made Dolph whine in my head, urging me to get away.I needed to respect my parents and stay, even for a bit longer. She tried hugging me, but I stylishly protested.I could see hurt in her eyes, but I chose to ignore it.My father walked in on us and said, "Look at these cute couples. I'm sure you two will make great and powerful pups."Annie purred, but I just stood static, not saying a word.My father came closer and brushed my hair with his hand. I dodge my hair not wanting him to rumple it any further.He can be so many things. Despite being feared by all the neighboring werewolves combined, he plays and jokes with me and my sister a lot, which I love about him."I can't wait to start bearing pups, and who's going to be the lucky woman?" I asked Dolph, my frustration evident.I groaned inwardly as my father rumpled my hair, which I had taken time to style."
Lyra’s POVThese past few days have been a roller coaster of emotions for me. I avoided going in contact with anyone, and I stayed locked up in my room. I was scared that if I went out, my power might unleash itself without me knowing.I just feel lost without a sense of direction. Julie has been very helpful, bringing me food and every essential I need.Most times, to take in fresh air, I stay outside the corridor, secluded in my room, and view the pack from my horizon.Julie walked in and greeted, "Good morning, Lyra. Trust you are fine."I looked at her skeptically. "You seem over the moon today," I asked her."I've always been like this, Lyra," she replied with a smile.I rolled my eyes, then it struck me to tease her a bit about Zach. I have seen the way she was flushed when she was in proximity with Zach the other day."Or did Zach ask you out on a date?" I asked, then immediately zipped my mouth with the gesture of my hand.I swear I saw all the blood rush to her cheeks, flushe
I was taken aback by her question, but I answered her anyway. "I'm Lyra, and you are?" looking at her intently.She gave me a look as if to say, "You dare ask me who I am? Don't you know me?" But she remained calm and said, "You are not from here? You don't look like the ladies from the West.”"I'm not from here, ma," I said, baring my neck in respect. Even though I didn't know who she was, with the aura oozing out, I knew I should show her some respect."That explains it. And what brings you to this pack?" she asked again.How do I answer these questions she keeps throwing at me? I don't know who she is. She sounds like a very important personality in this pack. My identity is unknown to everyone except Zach and Julie, so what do I say?"I-I came to check the library," I stuttered nervously.She eyed me skeptically, her gaze piercing through me as if she could see right through my facade. "The library, you say? That's an odd choice for a visitor like yourself."I struggled to maintain
His gaze was piercing deep into my soul; he had a look like he was ready to murder, but he managed to keep his cool, and that alone sent shivers down my spine.I felt uncomfortable as I slowly got up. His aura was oozing out, and the whole training arena could feel it, making me uneasy. I was surprised by how he was able to suppress it by not throwing a fist, tension was high in the air.He moved closer, and with every step, my heart pounded in my chest, unsure of what he would do to me, filling me with fear and anxiety.I took in his appearance, surprised by how effortlessly he oozed a dangerously breathtaking aura. Clad in black pants and a matching t-shirt, his hair styled in a rugged yet stylish manner, he commanded attention without even trying. I swallowed hard as Sasha purred in my head, sensing our mate's scent."Mate," she muttered."Shh now is not the time," I whispered back, trying to focus despite his presence.I tried to stay calm even though my thoughts were all over th
The tension in the room was thick. Kessler's gaze hardened further, his features tightening with hurt. Silence swept over the room as we stood locked in a battle of wills.Sasha was furious at the mention of rejection. I didn't give a damn about Sasha or anyone at this time. I was hell-bent on ending this cycle with Kessler once and for all.With a menacing anger in his voice, he said, "You will not dare.""Hahaha, very funny," I retorted with a glint of mischief. But before I could finish my sentence, I declared, "I, Lyra Bash, reject you, Kessler…"Before I could finish the word, he rushed to me and silenced me with his lips, cutting off my words with a passionate kiss.Stunned and unable to move, tingling sparks erupted between us, but I chose to ignore them. No matter how the mate bond craved for him, I knew I had to suppress it.Summoning every ounce of strength, I pushed him away forcefully. At first, he didn't budge. But after numerous attempts and realizing that I wasn't respo
Kessler’s POVI stormed out of her room in anger. How dare she try to reject me? I could feel her emotions running high from the mate bond."Fuck this mate bond," I muttered as I kicked the table in my office.I mind-linked Julie. "Go to Lyra’s room now," I commanded without waiting for a response, I severed the link.Dolph was pacing restlessly; he was beyond furious that Lyra wanted rejection. Dolph whined in my head."It's not as easy as you think. So many things are at stake. I find myself thinking about her every damn time of the day. My anger was livid when I saw her with Xavier. He sure does have a way of infuriating me.”"I know he wants her from the way he looks at her, and he is unaware that she is my mate.""How long do you intend to keep her hidden? You keep messing with her head, just like she complained. Not now, Dolph," I groaned."Every time I see her, she stirs up emotions. I try to bury them deep down, and most times she looks unfazed like she would rather be somewhe
Lyra’s POVA group of wolves appeared, surrounding me from all sides. My heart raced in my chest as I looked around, trying to decide what I needed to do. I couldn't run because I was outnumbered.Then, I saw one of the wolves shift, standing there in his naked form, and I couldn't believe it. It was Tristan. My mind reeled with disbelief and panic surged through me as I realized the gravity of my situation. I knew I was in serious trouble.In a split second, my instincts kicked in, and I tried to escape. I couldn't let him catch me after managing to escape from him. But he grabbed me, his eyes blazing with fury, and pressed down on my neck.I struggled against his grip, wriggling in pain as I cried out, "Tristan, please!”But my words seemed to fall on deaf ears as Tristan's hold remained rigid. I continued to struggle, then I noticed he released his grip from my neck.But as I tried to move, I realized I was chained with silver. Would things ever get better? I felt utterly powerles
Since I was thrown into the dungeon, I've felt my whole body burning—wolfbane. The pain is excruciating, and it hurts so much. Everywhere is dark. I've grown accustomed to the dungeon's darkness, but I still long for even a glimpse of someone coming to cheer me on, to assure me that everything will be alright. But no one comes.Loneliness wraps around me. I yearn for even a whisper of comfort, a sign that I'm not completely forgotten. But the dungeon remains silent, and misery threatens to consume me entirely.I know Tristan hates me. He thinks I tried to poison him. But who might have done this wicked thing to me, I wonder?Sometimes my mind goes to Kessler, with a tiny hope that he would come for me. The realization that he hadn't come for me caused pain in my heart, blamed it on the mate bond.Each passing moment without Kessler's arrival deepens the ache within me, fueling my inner turmoil. Alone in the darkness of my thoughts, I cling to the fading hope that he will eventually co
Julie’s POVFinding one mate should be a blessing, but I'm left heartbroken and shattered into pieces over Ryder.I have not been there emotionally ever since Ryder was injected. I doubt I'll recover from it.I can't stand looking into his face and knowing that I haven't gone to check on him ever since the incident happened.I wouldn't want to see the hurt and pain that he will be going through. It would break me even more.I know I can't keep avoiding Ryder forever. The guilt of not being there for him weighs heavily on my conscience, and I can't bear the thought of adding to his pain by staying away.I know something isn't right. Ryder isn't a member of this pack, which explains why I haven't come in contact with him even once.To top it all off, he is Xavier’s friend. My brother is a lot of things, and sometimes I doubt his loyalty to this pack because most times he speaks ill of Alpha Kessler.To be honest, Alpha Kessler has been nothing but good to me and my brother. He provided v
I'm startled. "For fuck's sake, I just had my bath, and you're engulfing me in a hug. I'm sorry to say it makes me feel dirty again," she says softly, gently moving her away from me.I look at Cara in shock, wondering what could be going through her mind to behave in such a manner. But her voice is somber as she asks, "Don't you like it here?"I stare at her in disbelief, wondering what she means by "don't you like it here.""Care to explain, ma'am?" I ask in a mocking tone.She stomps her feet like an erring child. "I'm not joking, Lyra. Don't you like it here?"Then it occurred to me that she thought I was serious when I said I would go back to Northville to continue what I started there. She truly believes I'm considering leaving."Please don't leave us again, your time away from us was hell, and Kessler might not admit it, but it was torture for him not to have you around."I swallow hard, feeling the weight of her words. I didn't want to go through that route, of feeding her the
She has this contemplative look like she's debating whether to tell me something or not. But trust me, I won't accept a no for an answer.And I have no intention of pressuring her. I move closer, gently squeezing her shoulder. She places her hand on mine, acknowledging my presence. Her gaze seems distant, and she fidgets with her nails, a sign of nervousness. Zach and I are great, but whenever I'm on my period, I notice he gets that look.It's like a switch flips, and suddenly, there's this tension in the air. I try to brush it off, but it's hard not to notice.She pauses as if trying to piece together her thoughts. I wonder if he always wears that expression as if he wishes I were pregnant instead of menstruating.Finally, I grasped the issue. But I must choose my words carefully, so as not to hurt her, because it's one thing to open up, and another for your heart to find solace from that vulnerability."So, you mean he expects you to be pregnant, and seeing you menstruating means yo
Lyra’s POVWatching Kessler walk out the door, I have mixed feelings about everything that has happened. I rest my hand on my chest, trying to still my racing heart. The scent of my arousal fills the room, and I blush, knowing he can suggest hot, steamy sex when he returns. He knows I want him, and the feeling is mutual. The thought of the kiss lingers in my mind as I drift off to sleep, clutching the pillow tightly.I have a rather nice sleep with thoughts of Kessler resting on my mind. His presence in my life helps take away the thought of Ryder trying to get rid of me. I wake up the next morning feeling refreshed yet apprehensive. The events of the previous night play in my mind like a movie reel. I know I have to confront my feelings about Kessler.Sunlight pierces through my room. The last time this happened, Kessler was in the kitchen cooking breakfast. With that thought in mind and a smile on my face, I make my way to the kitchen, hoping to see him there. I am disappointed when
Kessler’s POVI don't like it when Lyra stays mad at me. I didn't know she was going to take the role of godmother to Annie's baby. Given what Annie had done to her, I had my doubts. So, I followed her to her room to be sure she'd stop being mad at me. When she complains about her leg, all I want is to massage her legs and make her feel better.Her moan makes my member twitch in my trousers; I can sense she wants me. There's no doubt I want her, but I want my time with Lyra to be special again. Dang, I can't think straight when I catch a whiff of her arousal. With hurried steps, she heads into the bathroom. I can tell she is embarrassed; she takes her time in there. But when she steps out in her towel, all I want is to take her right there and make her scream my name.She looks at me, surprised to see I’m still in the room. I need to take control of my emotions; I want her as much as she wants me. With a smirk, I walk closer to her, noticing her expectant gaze. I run my hand through he
When Kessler called me "Sunshine" and mentioned there was something else, my curiosity piqued. I could sense his uncertainty, but I leaned in, asking, "What is it?""I know she did many things to you that she wasn't proud of," he began. "She said it before she passed away—she couldn't look into your eyes and ask for forgiveness."I nodded slowly, trying to grasp the significance of Kessler's words and where he was leading this conversation."Annie wants us to be the godparents to her baby," Kessler said hurriedly, as if the words were burning on his tongue. I couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief, a smile spreading across my face. Playfully, I smacked him on the chest and teased, "Is that what was taking you forever to say?"Kessler chuckled, a weight lifted off his shoulders. "Yes, I wanted to make sure you were okay with it.""Of course," I replied with sincerity. "We'll be great godparents. But you hurt my feelings, Kessler, for thinking that I would say no to being the godmoth
Kessler’s POV With hurried steps, we made our way to the pack hospital. I wonder what might have gone wrong for my attention to be needed at the hospital, but I was grateful that Lyra was right by my side. The thought of anything happening to Lyra filled me with dread as I remembered what had happened in her room. As we approached the hospital, my heart raced with worry. The memory of finding Lyra in distress in her room flashed through my mind. It's a relief that Lyra was able to control her powers without harming the baby. Ryder must have taken advantage of the situation, knowing we were all focused on Annie's well-being. I wondered if there was a connection between Ryder's actions and Annie's condition. Regardless, I made a mental note to investigate the matter swiftly. The safety and security of our pack were important and we needed to uncover the truth to protect everyone. Many serious issues have happened within my pack, and I can no longer afford to overlook them. We arr
Kessler holds me close as if I mean the world to him. His scent is comforting. "Please, get me water," I tell him as he stands up, goes to the kitchen, and brings back a bottle of water. I sit up and look at Ryder, realizing he is almost lifeless on the floor. I guess it's the impact of the syringe he brought to inject me. I rushed to Ryder's side. My heart races as I check for signs of life, hoping for any flicker of movement. "Ryder, can you hear me?" I whisper, my voice trembling with worry. Fear grips me as I realize I could have been almost lifeless like him, and I doubt I would survive it. I can't begin to imagine the trauma that would follow. Someone wants me dead for sure, and now I don't think Ryder can say anything to reveal who sent him. I was consumed with worry, but my thoughts turned to Julie. How would she handle the revelation that her mate is not who she believes him to be? Just then, Kessler walked in with the bottle of water in hand and handed it to me. "Thank
I was tired and I had to put my clothes back on, wondering who it could be, dragging myself to the door. I opened it and lo I was shocked to realize that it was no other than Ryder, I know I had just thought about him not being a good guy, but he just confirmed my suspicion by coming to my room. "What do you want?" I ask politely, trying my best not to be rude, but inside, I'm seriously annoyed. He smirks and pushes the door open, making his way inside without waiting for an invitation. I stand there, my annoyance growing as Ryder enters without any regard for my privacy or invitation. "I just wanted to talk," he says casually as if his intrusion is perfectly acceptable. "Well, I don't feel like talking right now," I reply curtly, crossing my arms over my chest. Ryder shrugs nonchalantly, unfazed by my obvious discomfort. "Suit yourself," he says, moving further into the room as if he owns it. I grit my teeth, feeling my patience wearing thin. "You need to leave," I say firmly