Lyra's POV:“I am Clegane Bloodhowl.” At the mention of the name Clegane my feet came to a halt. “Son of Viscount Hawke Bloodhowl and Viscountess Vespera Bloodhowl.” He concluded his introduction.Why does this happen every single time? Every single time I decide to get close to someone it turns out to be impossible.First it was Talon Blackfang, then Xander Blackstorm and now it's Clegane Bloodhowl.Was I cursed to never find love?I looked up at Clegane, and stared deeply into his eyes. “I just recalled, Lady Blackstorm sent me to get some napkins for her. I got lost in the corridors and forgot myself.” I lied, trying to get out of his view.“Oh really, how
Lyra's POV:Talon was and will always remain my first love. I fell in love with Xander at first sight and Clegane, I loved the way he looked at me.I decided not to sulk about love anymore, it is after all my destiny to be Thalia's maid till I die. I hopped down from the pile of sacks onto the ground, and dusted off the dust on my clothes. Taking a deep breath I pushed the door open and stepped outside the storage room, then made my way back to the gathering.When I returned to the gathering and stood amongst the other maids, I noticed Eadmon angrily making her way to me. “Where have you been?” She asked.“I went to relieve myself but I got lost in the maze of the corridors.” I replied. “Was anyone in search of me?
Lyra's POV:We left the Soiree a while ago. I tried sleeping after putting Thalia to bed but it was impossible.I couldn't wrap my head around the whole Clegane situation. It seemed as though nature was making a mockery out of me.The water in the jug beside my bed was empty, so I decided to go down to the kitchen to fetch water.I held a candle in one hand as I made my way through the corridor.I heard a faint sound behind me, so I turned around with my eyes squinted and the candle stretched forward in search of anyone or anything.I couldn't see anything so I continued to walk towards the kitchen.Suddenly I felt someone tapping my shoulders, I turned abruptly about to scream but the person covered my mouth with his hands. I squinted my eyes to see the face of the person, I was shocked to see Xander Blackstorm standing a few steps away from me.He stepped back slowly. “Let's talk.” He said in a serious tone.I followed him all the way to the library. He locked it up with a key as so
Lyra's POV:“Don't lie to me. Thalia is your mate and the Mating Bond with her is stronger than any crazy and confused feeling you have right now.” I responded.“She is not my Mate!” Xander screamed.“What did you just say?” I asked, in confusion.“I said that Thalia is not my Mate.” He repeated.“You are only saying this to woo me. Thalia told me that you both found yourselves at a young age. But you both were too young to be mated, which is why her training as your wife began a lot earlier than others.” I said.“We never saw each other until the day you both arrived here. Do you really think it's possible for someone to find a mate at such a young age? You have read such books, so you must know the answer to this question.” He said. “My parents realized that I wouldn't find a mate as my mate is fated to be in another life. So they decided to find a suitable woman to take up the position of Luna.” He explained.I couldn't understand anything he said anymore. The only thing that went
Lyra's POV:The next few days went by quickly, Thalia's training went smoothly, same as my training.Although mine happened once in a while, Thalia's happened every single day.I have yet to see Xander since the night he broke the news about Thalia not being his mate to me.Although I was sad, a part of me was also happy. I truly hope my feelings for him would have been killed long before he arrived.Thalia had already gone for her training with Lady Blackstorm, since I had nothing to do. I decided to take a walk around the mansion.I bumped into Nyssa, the maid that escorted me to the servants quarters the day Thalia and I arrived at the Blackstorm's Mansion.She was plucking out weeds that grew at the corners of the pavement.“Good Afternoon, trust you had a blissful night.” I greeted Nyssa.She looked up at me. “I trust you had a wonderful night, unlike maids like me. We are blessed with a good night's rest.” She said coldly, then continued pulling out weeds.“Did I offend you? I h
Lyra's POV:As I made my way out of the storage house, I caught sight of Xander alighting a carriage.He was dressed as elegant as usual, looking at him only one thought came across my mind.‘What could he have told Havoc Blackstorm about me?’I watched as Thalia made her way towards him, I couldn't hear their conversation as I was quite far from them.After exchanging a few words they stepped into the Mansion side by side.The moment they stepped out of my view, I took a deep breath then I stepped inside the Mansion as well.I lifted my head up and stared at the both of them stepping into Lady Blackstorm's territory.‘I wonder what Lady Blackstorm needs them for.’ I asked myself.I continued my adventure to Thalia's room, I locked up the doors to avoid anyone barging in on me. I brought out a book from under her bed then I sat on the bed.I wanted to continue reading about the Destiny Charts by Orin Darkhowl in his book Midnight Howls.CHAPTER SIX - Destiny Charts III) Blood MoonII
Lyra's POV:Thalia and Xander were seated in the garden munching on some dried fruits.While Eadmon stood in front of them and I at a corner.Eadmon began. “Centuries past, when werewolves first emerged upon the earth, they found little welcome among the humans who dwelt therein. In those ancient days, war was the sole discourse. When both clans could endure no further loss of life, they resolved to call a truce.To prove their willingness to coexist with the werewolves, the humans agreed to divide the land, assigning each pack its own dominion. Thus, a pack was stationed in every city across the globe. In Joaska, the SilverMoon Pack held sway; in Criscov, the MidnightBloom Pack; in Zurik, the BloodHounders Pack; and so forth. Each city's Alpha was made its General.In time, the packs began to vie for dominance, seeking to expand their territories. Those with the greatest expanse of land became the de facto leaders of other packs. Despite these conquests, the vanquished packs did not
Lyra's POV:“How nice.” Xander said, then he tossed a raisin into his mouth.“Well then let's not shift from our original discussion, regarding SilverMoon's history.” Eadmon suggested.“You all should continue without me. I suddenly feel the urge to go hunting.” Xander said, standing up.“So sudden, I love having you present.” Thalia said.“Maybe I will take you with me when I go hunting next time.” Xander said, then walked out of the garden. Before Thalia could reply or convince him to stay back.“Let's continue Milady. You still have a long way to go.” Eadmon said.“What more is there to know? Is knowing about the origination of the First Alpha of SilverMoon Pack not enough?” She asked.“Not really Milady. You also need to know what inspired Sir Diamant to choose the title SilverMoon for his Pack.” Eadmon replied.
He shut the door and dipped his hands into his pocket, admiring our cozy home. I felt a chill run down my spine."I don't understand what's going on. What is he doing here?" I whispered to my friend, trying to make sense of the situation."Let's just hear him out." She replied calmly.I glared at him, who was still grinning at me. "So, this is what you do? Go around saving girls to get into their pants?"He didn't seem surprised by my words, for reasons best known to him."Layla, it's not like that." My friend said, touching my arm, trying to calm me down, but I was having none of it.“You're never going to stop, are you?" He shook his head, turning around to admire our home further."Imani, he has to leave.” I whispered urgently."What? It's raining heavily outside. Where do you want him to go?" She replied, defending him.I was shocked. "No... he can't stay here! I don't want him in this house, and that's final!"Her expression changed, and she lashed out at me. "And what makes you
Vince stepped into his apartment, greeted by the savory aroma of pizza.Imani sat on the kitchen counter, devouring a family-sized pie."Hey, babe! How was your meeting with Michael?" Imani asked, mouth full of pizza.Vince sighed, taking a seat next to her. "It was a disaster. He refused to listen to me, and now he's in denial."“What happened?" Imani asked, concerned.Vince recounted the entire ordeal, from him informing Michael about Sun Mi's true identity, that her parents were trying so hard to hide to Michael's refusal to believe him."...and then Michael told me to drop it, that I was being paranoid.” Vince concluded.Imani shook her head. "He's just scared, Vince. He'll come around once he realizes the truth."Vince nodded. "I know, but time is running out. Sun Mi's life is at stake and his as well. He might die from depression at this rate. It's been four years already, yet Michael is still grieving this hard.” He explained.Imani placed a hand on Vince's arm. "We'll figure i
Vince stepped into Michael's office, with a warm smile."What's good, my man?" Michael asked, flashing a bright smile."Not much, just trying to stay out of trouble," Vince replied, chuckling."Trouble? You? Nah, you're a straight shooter, Vince." Michael said, laughing out loud."Hey, watch it, I can get into some trouble if I want to." Vince jokes."Oh, I'm shakin' in my boots." Michael teased.Vince playfully rolled his eyes. "Anyway, enough about that. I got some serious business to discuss."Michael's expression suddenly became serious. "Okay, what's up?" He asked.Vince took a deep breath and began to narrate the whole story, starting from when he paused his speech to run after Jerry, only to bump into Mrs. Johnson."So, while I was about to give my speech during your grand opening in Seoul. I had seen you run out of the building, obviously annoyed, so I decided to run after you but I got lost in the hallways and I saw someone I never expected.I saw Jerry talking to a strange
Vince immediately ripped the box open, and they were met with a surprise. Inside, they found a packet of drugs, drips, syringes and a small paper containing instructions on when and how the drugs should be taken."What the hell is this?" Vince asked, puzzled.Bunker shook his head. "I don't know, but I can find the contact of a doctor or nurse, or at least a friend of mine that works in a hospital, they must know what these drugs are used for." He suggested.“Sure let's go with that.” Vince responded.Bunker made himself comfortable on his rusty cushion and picked up his laptop from the side table and turned it on.He scrolled through the laptop a few times before he announced joyfully. “I found someone's contact on the net, but she is not allowed to give out certain information except in crucial situations.” He explained.“So how do we go about this?” Vince asked.“Well, we will just have to put on a good show.” Bunker replied as dialed the number and the person picked up after the t
Sun Mi sat at the edge of her bed, sipping her coffee and staring out the window. She had been having the strangest dreams ever since she returned to America. Every night, it was the same thing - she would see herself in a different scenario, but the faces of the people around her were always blurry. Except for hers, she could see her own face clearly, but everyone else's was a blur.Jerry walked into the room, carrying a bunch of grocery bags. "Hey, good morning!" He said, setting the bags down on the counter. "I brought breakfast."Sun Mi smiled, she was grateful for the distraction. "Thanks, Jerry. You're a lifesaver."As Jerry started setting the table, he noticed that Sun Mi looked a bit off. "Hey, is everything okay?" he asked, concern marred on his face. "You look like you've lost your last marble."Sun Mi sighed, rubbing her temples. "I don't know, Jerry. I just can't shake off these weird dreams I've been having. And the weirdest part is, I can only see my own face. Everyone
Sun Mi slept peacefully in her hotel room, her facial mask placed on her face as usual . She was exhausted from the long flight and the events of the day. As she drifted off to sleep, she began to dream.In her dream, she saw two men in a car, speeding down the road. They were laughing and playing loud music, oblivious to the road ahead. Sun Mi's heart raced as she saw herself running into the road, trying to get to the other side. She tried to scream, but her voice was muffled.The car screeched to a halt just inches from her face. Sun Mi's heart skipped a beat as she saw the two men staring at her in shock. One of them looked like he had seen a ghost. The other was grinning from ear to ear."Is she alive?" The second guy whispered."We should take her to the hospital.” The first guy suggested, his eyes fixed on Sun Mi's face.Sun Mi felt a jolt of fear as the first guy approached her. He was handsome, but there was something strange about him. She tried to move away, but her body fe
Vince's mind was racing as he sat back in the airplane seat room, staring at the footage Travis had sent him. The grainy video showed Mrs. Johnson arguing with the masked Sun Mi backstage at a runway show. Vince's eyes narrowed as he watched the video again, this time paying closer attention to the body language of the two women."I think Sun Mi might be Layla.” Vince whispered to Imani, who was sleeping beside him. Imani's eyes snapped open, and she sat up straight, her eyes locking onto Vince's."What? Why do you think that?" Imani asked her with her eyes wide open in shock.Vince showed her the footage, and Imani's eyes widened as she watched."This is getting juicier by the minute," Vince said, his eyes locked onto Imani's. "I think we need to dig deeper."Imani nodded in agreement, then asked . "Are you sure about this?”Vince nodded. “I am not a hundred percent sure that Sun Mi and Layla are one and the same person. It's only a hunch and my intuition is never wrong.” He said, gr
As the plane soared through the skies, Michael, Sun Mi, Carol, Jerry, Imani, Vince, Mrs Brown and other business partners settled into their seats, exhausted from the events of the past few days.In business class, Jerry and Sun Mi chatted quietly, their conversation carrying over to where Michael sat."So, what was it like dancing with Michael?" Jerry asked, his eyes sparkled with curiosity.Sun Mi shrugged. "It was nothing special. Just a dance.”She said with a nonchalant expression.“Are you sure? Your heart did not flutter or skip a beat when he placed his hands on your waist?” He inquired.“Was it meant to?” She clapped back.Michael felt a pang of hurt listening to her words.“Why do I feel this way? I should be happy, this is what I wanted after all.” Michael said, trying so hard to convince himself.He decided to push his emotions aside, trying to focus on preparing for the conference call he would have in a few hours time.IN THE FIRST CLASS:Vince was on a mission, he neede
The event had long ended and every guest had gone to their respective homes or hotel rooms. Michael stepped out of the bathroom with a towel wrapped around his waist, while he made use of a smaller towel to wipe out the beads of water on his body.When he was done he sat down at the edge of the bed and began to think about everything that went down today during the grand opening. From being rude to Senator Bong Won Yun, because he had belittled Sun Mi. To actually listening to Imani and asking Sun Mi for a dance and finally finding it hard to say that he doesn't care about her.He couldn't shake off the feeling of guilt that had been weighing on him since Imani's words. He couldn't believe he was developing feelings for Sun Mi, especially after being responsible for Layla's death. He started questioning his own morality and wondered why he was capable of loving anyone else.“Michael, you need to forget about the past and move on.” Imani had said, but it was easier said than done.~~