3- SING ME TO DEATH

KYMON'S POV

I crush the cigar into the ashtray, till I can't feel myself holding anything.

I lift my gaze from the ashtray to the six-foot-three portrait standing before me. Lifting my claw to the painting, I trace it against the outline of her perfect jaw, to every part of her face.

" Tell me how to get over you, please." I rest my head against the portrait and exhale.

It gets hard every moment. Ruling this goddamn pack. Attending to everyone's problems. Dealing with these hypocrites.

I need you, Freya. I have needed you every second since I couldn't save you.

Maybe if I had paid more attention to loving you, you wouldn't have been killed. It's been four years and I still can't help but feel like it's my fault.

My gaze flicks to the half burnt portrait of Adena lying broken on the floor. Anger ignites my soul staring at her.

I should have given her a far worse death. I should have let her beg me to spare her life as I watch as she agonizes with every blood in her body sipping out.

I can't. I just can't get over this.

Someone knocks on the door. " Alpha Kymon, I have news." Hydes, one of the Omega says, and I rub my temples, forcing myself not to get angry at his interruption.

I have warned that no one should interrupt me when I am with her. Yet, he did.

He speaks again as if knowing what I'm thinking of. " I am sorry for disturbing you but… it's about Lyra Reyes, your brother's—"

" What about her?" I walk to the door, my eaves too alert for its own good.

He continues. " I am sorry that I didn't tell you this but… I needed to gather enough information first. Someone is plotting her murder tonight."

My eyes go wide, and I don't realize when I push open the door so quickly, his whole six-foot frame flinches.

" Who?"

He raises the picture of a female to me and I am surprised and confused because I recognize her too well. Lyra has brought her multiple times here when she used to date my brother. I don't know her name but I know they are close enough to be best friends.

" Bryn Jensen."

" Jensen?"

He nods at my confused state. " She's Keeper's sister. I was surprised too, that's why I had to be sure it was her. I have followed her around for quite a while and I overheard she's planning to kill Lyra tonight. Reason? Envy. Jealousy. I don't think Keeper knows about this—

" And you are a hundred percent sure this information is true?"

" I swear on my life and my children's. Lyra is in danger."

I run a hand through my hair and try to keep my heart from not beating too quickly. I shouldn't be bothered like this. I have heard so much news like this and never cared this much.

I should let Bryn have her way. Anyone who betrays a member of my family has no right to be saved. She cheated on my brother. I shouldn't worry about her but I can't help it.

" Where is Lyriq?"

" He… He's training the young wolves." He says, voice slightly trembling as I put on my coat and walk out of the room.

" Tell him to meet me in the courtyard… and he should bring a gun with."

*LYRA'S POV

Something is crawling on my skin, I can feel it.

I try to move, but something pulls me back, and I crash against something that feels like metal. I sure know my bed isn't made of metal.

My eyes fluttered open and the first thing I see is a slug on my face.

I want to scream but there's a tape over my mouth. I struggle to reach the slug before taking it off my face. I am not ready to die. Moon Goddess knows what poison that animal must have.

I lean backward, trying to collect my memories and understand why the hell I am in this place. It takes two seconds for me to recall everything that happened.

Bryn is dead and I have been kidnapped.

I look over my body trying to check if any part is missing. What the hell does he want from me and how could he murder Bryn?

He's best friend's with her brother and yet he murdered her. If I don't get myself free, I'll be next.

I move against the rope, tying me to the trunk door and I realize it's a bit loose. I force my hands to reach the loose end and I claw the rope off. More and I am free. I take off the tape from my mouth and do not wait to feel the pain, when I push open the trunk door, jump out and run.

Lyriq and Alpha Kymon are standing under one of the many trees, talking when Alpha Kymon's eyes dart to me. Fear replaces every organ in my body and all I think of is run. Run. Run.

I hear his footsteps behind me, accompanied by, " Lyra, stop!"

I try to transform into my wolf, but a sharp pain stings my heart, and my knees become steel.

Before I can think of anything, a blade is half an inch from my neck.

" You don't know when to stop, do you?" Kymon's dark voice is all I can hear enough to make my heart race even faster.

I shut my eyes. " What have you done to me?"

" You have no right to be asking questions after the shit—"

I grit my teeth, so hard my jaw aches, and I want to turn around, but he presses his arm around my neck and pushes me against his hard body.

" Let go of me," I scream, trying to rip his arm from my neck but it helps nothing.

" Not until you learn how to freaking behave." I don't know how he manages to shout in such a low yet dominating voice but something in me snaps.

" Behave? Am I supposed to keep quiet and let you kill me? Am I supposed to stay calm after you murdered my best friend?" I don't want to cry but I can't help myself.

His grip on my looseness and I use the chance to push myself away from him and glare up at him just to see the slightest remorse devoid in his eyes.

" I am not going to murder you if you don't give me a reason to—"

" Why? Why would you kill her?" I scream. " She has done nothing wrong to you… I cheated on your brother, so why didn't you kill me instead? Why— Why Bryn." I sob and he just stares at me.

He says nothing for a while before he takes a step towards me and I take two back. " Who I kill is none of your business. If you dare make things more difficult, I'll send the blade through your throat."

He takes another step forward, and I turn to run, but he grabs me before I can. This time, I can feel his blade digging into my flesh.

My eyelids fall shut and I wait to feel death slice into me. My lips tremble as I mumble a song that spontaneously came to my knowledge.

I mumble faster, waiting till I don't feel the knife cutting into my throat anymore. I turned around abruptly to see if maybe someone had come to save me, but no.

Alpha Kymon is staring at me and for the first time, I see fear in his eyes. Not just fear. Something deep. Like he got shot in the head.

It takes me three seconds to realize I'm free. My breath hitches, and I want to run, but Lyriq appears from nowhere and elbows me in the groin, and I am kissing the soil again.

" Please… Please," I beg, as Lyriq walks towards me, his grey eyes completely black now.

" Since you don't know how to listen, I'll teach you," He raises his hand to me and I squeeze myself together waiting for the impact, but then—

" Don't you dare," Alpha Kymon growls. " You don't get to harm any of my prisoners unless I permit you to."

" She was going to escape —"

" That's not an excuse!"

I peek through my arms to see both of them grinding their jaws. Lyriq looks an inch closer to using his fists, and I hope he does.

I hope they both kill each other and I have a good chance to escape.

" Try handling one female before trying to hit another. In case you don't know, you are the fucking reason she's here," He sees me looking at him and he looks away. He swallows, cleans his palm on his coat, and cracks his knuckles. " Take her and lock her up till I find out what to do with her."

What—

Lyriq raises me up with one hand gripping my shirt. I try to fight him off but he shoots me a glare before reaching into his pocket and bringing out a syringe.

" Either this or I swear, I'll kill you."

And I'm dead again.