Lyra's POVI had no idea if I was really going to do what I was telling Asher. All I had said were just words to spite him if I actually believed him. His words, his deceit, his stories were all very common to me and I had gotten too used to it. I felt there was nothing he could say or do that I wouldn't be able to predict his next moves. What he had said in there a less than an hour ago was what had propelled me to look back and think about my life. I surely didn't want to stay in the dungeon forever, somehow, I had gotten used to living the high life with Philip. Of course I recalled that this environment was where I had been brought up, the environment where I had learned all the things I learnt and and though there were some merits, but the demerits were towering.I certainly didn't want my baby to experience life the way that I had. Maybe if I wasn't pregnant, I would not have even thought of leaving with Philip to his place, but I was pregnant and although I didn't want to make
Asher's POVAs I made my way over to the dungeon, I contemplated what I was going to say to her. Yes, I do realize that what I had done to her monitors who had been nothing but inhumane and even walking to her made it a whole lot worse. I was inconsistent with her and unpredictable. I had done things I was not proud of and if I could turn back the hands of time, I would.I would choose her. From when I first saw her as a slave, to when she constantly stood in my peripheral vision, I would've chosen her. She had done nothing wrong but love me, she had chosen me before I even knew she existed.I didn't feel this way just for reciprocal sake, just because I felt grateful. Since Devlin really stoke her scent and led me astray to believe that she was my mate, k couldn't really blame myself for that. It was impossible to do. I had had no idea how Lyra smelt like, if I had realized it then maybe proper investigations would have
Lyra's POVAsher stood there looking at me, I knew there were a lot of questions running through his mind, he was probably focused on the reason why would suddenly want to cut off anything that had to do with him.Though I also was really angry and wanted this conversation to end, I also wanted to hear what he had to say. He sounded so convincing like he was actually telling the truth that this was beyond him. I knew I couldn't believe him but I was still curious about what he bad to sat. I wanted to hear the story, I wanted to see exactly how desperate he was to have me in his bed. J never thought that Asher would be so sexually attracted to me. And honestly, I didn't know how to feel about that.This was because he was seeing only my body and ignoring the rest of me that was actually intriguing, the rest of me that was funny and lively, the rest of me that was abstract, the rest of me that was available to be experienced, the rest of me that made up the whole design.It was also qui
Asher's POVI froze from those words he had just said.I had never thought a day would come where I would see Tristan say such a thing about Lyra. They hated each other, it was a fact known to everyone who knew the two of them and for him to suddenly say that, it could mean that underneath that anger he had towards Lyra, there was some sort of feelings?I didn't want to assume, it could be that he was only trying to pull my legs and so I chuckled, "that's not true, just like you said, you cannot stand Lyra ''.He nodded his head, "she can be very annoying and all shades of stupid, but I do like it when she argues with me. She doesn't look at me as if I'm the alpha of a pack, she doesn't seem fazed about a lot of things most people concern themselves with and it feels really weird".I nodded my head, "do not confuse weird for feelings, it feels good to see something different, doesn't mean you should put a ring on it."He laughed, "I do not think she would make a bad partner, she surel
Lyra's POVThe question made my heart beat faster. Maybe it was better to go back to Philip. He loved me and I cares about him. He didn't bother to demand that I love him as much as I loved Asher. He was content with what I was offering, I was giving him half of me and he wasn't questioning it. He was the perfect man for me.Asher had made it clear that he and I would never be together, he had told me that he didn't love me, and expressed his desires for Devlin. There was no two way about it. For me to stand here still begging for his love was just stupid . It was better for everyone and for myself if I just go back to Philip.I would have preferred to stay in the dungeon but that was me being selfish. J was going to have a baby soon, when my water broke, and I'm here in the dungeon, I believe that Tristan would not be too amazed to decide to send me to a hospital. He would rather have me deliver the baby here, where I may very well lose the child.And then what happens after the chil
Asher's POVI shook my head."That's not true, there's no way that her daughter isn't hers. How did you find out?"Tristan shrugged, "I have sources, Asher. I don't have the strongest pack just for show"."Prove it," I said, "prove that her daughter isn't her daughter".He shook his head like he was tired, his hands finding comfort on his waist, "you want me to prove a lot of things Asher, why don't you make a decision. What exactly do you want me to prove?""What?""You wanted me to prove that the Luna of the silver moon pack, had destroyed my pack because she is a fucking evil person and now you want me to prove that her daughter isn't her daughter? Make a decision, Asher. What do you really want?"He could have just effortlessly made the decision to tell me the two things I was inquiring about, however, Tristan would never just be so easy. He wanted to stress me, he wanted me to work for that answer. I had no clue what he was standing to gain from inflicting such on me but even if
Asher's POVI frowned at his words. Minutes ago he was hell bent on killing Luna and now he suddenly knew what he wanted. I had no idea what was going on through his mind but I was well aware that it obviously couldn't be anything good. There was no way that Tristan had good intentions, probably he was off to do something that was almost as bad as murder or maybe even worse than that."What do you mean?" I asked him, "what do you want?"He shook his head, "the only thing i'm granting you davide is the proof that the Luna of the silver moon pack is a vile woman and other than that, you do not possess the luxury".I nodded my head, somehow, I planned to find out myself. Tristan would obviously refuse to tell me all that I needed to know and so I vowed that in any way possible, I was going to find out about all that I needed to know. I really want to know if he had been telling the truth, that Devlin wasn't the real heir, I wanted to know if he had any idea who the real heir was. And kno
Asher's POVWhether or not I wanted to stay, she didn't want me to stay. She wanted nothing more to do with me and I so I was inclined to do what she wanted.I walked out of the dungeon and made my way to Philip. However I didn't know what to say nor how to say it. Tristan's desire for revenge may not be as unreasonable as we thought. I didn't know how to tell him we could've been wrong that he was actually right to feel this way.I didn't know how to tell him that he had betrayed his best friend for nothing.It was my fault. I was the one that recruited him without any hard proof to support my claim, and because he was in love with Lyra, he agreed to the rubbish I was saying that I had said to him."Fuck!" I said."Fuck!""Fuck it!"I grabbed hair and kicked at the earth like it was what had propelled me to have done something so unreasonable.I didn't know why I was acting this way. I felt conflicted.There was the possibility that Tristan was saying the truth and that would mean th