Lyra's POVMy heart skipped a beat. Somehow I had been expecting that he would ask me such a question. My accusation was baseless and I was demanding that he believed me. Even if he did love me which I very much doubt, he cannot just blindly believe me like that. Maybe he would act like he does and then ask me later but at the moment, we did not have the luxury for later and as such, just like he does, I also demand for his honesty. I demand that he give me the benefit of the doubt. I was not going to lie to him, I was saying all that I wanted to say to him straight from assumptions, from the raw deductions that I had made earlier. I had no intention whatsoever to change what I wanted to say. All these came from my heart, I wasn't going to spice it up with lies just so that it would make him hate her more. I was aiming at him in the most honest way possible.Since he had asked me such a question, I was elated, it means that he was going to give me listening ears. He would entertain th
Lyra's POVMy heart no doubt skipped a beat when I heard those words. Her voice was calmer, she was talking in an octave that I had never heard from her mouth before. She seemed to be in so much control of her emotions. Her fists were released and her breathing had become surprisingly even. Maybe these changes happened when I was lost in thought looking at Asher. Now Devlin was something I could not recognize.She shrugged, the corner of her mouth tugging down a little, from her slow movements I could tell she was still angry but she was trying her hardest not to let that anger take hold of her. She was trying to be the master of her emotions. She was fucking with my plan."So what if I did steak the scent?" She asked, "what will you do? What can you do, Lyra?"I shook my head. This wasn't how it was supposed to go, she was supposed to have an outburst and admit to her cruelty, she was supposed to tell him all that she had done and why she did what she did, she was not supposed to c
Lyra's POVI frowned as our eyes met, his light cheeks turned red slightly. That was enough proof to show that he really had been listening. I should be angry but something in me was not. I somehow had become burnt out due to the conversation I had just come out of. I was incapable of harboring any form of emotion that was draining and anger was that emotion to be certain. I didn't know what to say to him, parts of me were disappointed in me. He didn't give us the privacy we required and he was the one that bolted out the door immediately I stepped foot into the room. "Why have you been listening? Is it because you don't believe us or you were just curious to know what would happen?" Philip shrugged, "a little bit of both".I sighed exasperatedly but with no fire in my bones. "That's what I thought".He peered behind me but I didn't need to turn around to know that behind me was a closed door, "so what happened? He refused you?"I nodded my head, "I told you, I know Asher pretty dam
Asher's POV"And so?" Devlin asked, "what if I did?" I knew that Lyra's plan had to excite her to the point of eruption. She had wanted to make Devlin so angry that she would have no choice but to confess to her own crimes. But this was exactly what I knew Devlin would do. If she did steal the scent, nothing would change, if she even had had Lyra or someone else killed, nothing would change, Devlin was a cruel woman who had had everything figured out. She knew that a day like this would come and that was why she had started her blackmail beforehand. She had a back up plan for everything.To be honest, I did think about Lyra's words, there was a huge possibility that Devlin did steal the scent. There was no way that two different people smelled the same way and the sudden desire I felt for Lyra was proof enough that she could be my mate. The proof I wanted Lyra to show to me had been my own heart. Kt was beating for Lyra, it wanted her so fervently. I want Lyra's fervently. I wanted
Lyra's POVHow Could he say he wanted me to be happy? How could he say that all that he cared about was my happiness? What if Asher had not rejected me? What if he had chosen me?So Philip would've been happy for me because the man I wanted had chosen me. Because there was no doubt that I would be happy with Asher.Fuck.This was making it too hard. I thought the reason why he said it had been because he was angry, because he felt like I had been rather unjust to him. So he had done that because he wanted to help as i tried to win Asher's heart like his own heart did not deserve winning."You cannot say things like this, Philip" I groaned, throwing my head back, "you cannot act like this. I do not like it"."So how should I act? Like I don't care about you?" He asked."Yes, it would make it really easier"."Well, I don't want it to be easier for you, I want you to be happy, I want you to be happy. I want you to choose me"."But I won't be happy with you. You want my happiness but you
Asher's POVI shook my head, "you have got to be joking, Devlin".Her request was out of the question and quite childish if I may add. And it made me believe that she would never stop making these absurd demands because she knew she had the upper hand over me. She was not the one who had anything to lose but I had plenty to lose and choosing Lyra over those things was out of the question. I didn't want to be with lyra at the loss of something else. I wanted my life to be balanced and wanted to know that she would be accepted when she came with me. I didn't want to feel any sense of guilt just because I chose to love Lyra. There were so many lives at risk at the moment that choosing Lyra could not be done. I could not risk it. I could not be so selfish and self centered that I would lose sight of who a true leader is."Why do you say so?" She asked, looking very innocent like she had not just made the most bizarre request of all time."I can't act that I am in love with you, with the
Asher's POVI had not been expecting that that would be his reply. I never thought that Tristan was so sentimental as to keep the house he grew up in. It wasn't like anything I remembered, I'm sure that he had made several changes in the house. It surely could not be exactly but though he must've made changes, it's impossible that he would have changed everything. Surely anything relating to the past would still be there. It's impossible that he could just wipe out any traces whatsoever. He speaks on getting revenge, talks about how his family had been obliterated by the silver moon pack everyday. He surely must be proud of his pack and as such it was impossible that he would wipe their existence from the face of the earth. Since he was surprisingly this sentimental, then he would surely have information linking to the past, which means he must've realized the reason why his family had been killed. If that was the care and he is still head on about obliterating the silver moon pack,
Lyra's POVI laid on the hard bed that was new. It seemed like Tristan had had a change of heart and a humanity had grown inside of him. He had even placed a bed in the dungeon for the prisoners he kept. Though the bed was nothing special, it did save one from the cold floor. There was nothing to do but glance at the wall and wish that my life was different. I didn't want to think about the things I could have accomplished, how my life could've gone anymore. It was such an unfortunate thing to think about and i was not in to get my mood more ruined than it already was."Lyra?" I jumped from the bed when I heard that voice, though it's been a while, that voice still made me smile."Kelly?" I could hear footsteps as he made his way to my cell. He must've called my name earlier because he was clueless about where I was locked in.He gave me a once over and shook his head. "You look too good to be in a cell. This wasn't how I left you?"I shrugged, "well, pregnancy does that to a woman"