Lyra's POVThe way he looked at me like I could lay all my troubles on him ignited a sort of emotion within me. I couldn't tell how it made me feel but I felt very invincible. I felt that the world was under my feet and I was the greatest person to ever exist.He made me feel great. He made me feel whole."So if you don't want to meet my mom. What do you want to do?" I asked him, seeing that the silence was getting quite extended.He shook his head, "can't I just lay down next to you?" He wrapped his arms around me.I was quick to swat those arms away and I took a step back, "this is where I grew up, how can you say you are only interested in laying down"."I'm not only interested in laying down. There are a number of things we can do laying down".I felt my cheeks warm up.I never thought of doing anything with Philip. During the time we made out minutes ago, it had only been on impulse, something I didn't give enough thought.Yes, I admit that my body these days has been quite needy
Lyra's POV"No," I said and turned away from her."What the hell, aren't you supposed to be psyched up about this?" She asked me as she made her way over to the side I had turned my head to.As she settled, I turned to the other side. "I'm psyched up, but I also do not want to involve myself in matters that concern you"."Saving our pack concerns me, but you're involved and what I want you to know also involves the pack".I finally turned back to her, "I don't get why you people cannot take a chill pill about this. Why must you doubt Luna, what did she do to deserve this much distrust?"She heaved a sigh as if she had something lengthy to explain. But getting herself prepared for a speech was unnecessary because I would not allow her to speak a word against Luna.Nor was i ready to listen to someone state their opinion about my leader"My mother isn't as calm as you think".I furrowed my eyebrows in confusion. The noise around us was quite loud so we had nothing to worry about our con
Lyra's POVEyes still on her as I watched her leave first, I decided to turn around and then my body collided with someone else's; hard and wet were the only words I could use to describe him."I'm sorry," his hands grabbed my shoulders as he helped to sturdy my footing that had been made disrupted upon the skin contact.I wriggled away from his grip and then stood on my ground, shaking my shoulders and nodding my head. "thank you".He looked around. It was a small tunnel that the prisoners took when they were having a fight like this before.I was three when Luna abolished such practices. She found it rather barbaric and very inhumane watching the prisoners try to kill themselves while they fought for freedom."Why were you here with Devlin?" He suddenly asked.He pushed a wet strand of hair out of his face before bringing his eyes back to me, with his eyebrows lifted, he waited for my answer to arrive.However, I did not want to answer, I had no reason to explain myself to him. I wa
Lyra's POVThe crowd gasps and the sound overwhelmed my entire being.I looked around. Everyone's faces were turned towards the direction where Luna and Tristan stood.I didn't know how to feel or even how to act, it was as if my chest was constricted and I looked around again, but this time for another reason.Philip was not here.I turned to Asher who was standing behind me, "where is Philip?"He looked at me before shaking his head, "I don't know where he is," he said.I didn't know what to do but I was sure standing there and listening to the person I had believed was actually wrong.And not just that, she had also been rejected by someone.But focusing on that was detrimental to my health and so I just focused on trying to find Philip because it was the only calming thing I could think to do.I turned around, wanting to walk away when I heard:"Did you hear her, Lyra?" Tristan yelled, loud enough for everyone to hear. In addition to the silence, it was kind of deafening."Tristan
Devlin's POVMy whole body shook violently when I heard those words from Tristan. The whole place was so quiet and it was the same thing within the tunnels.I had remained here after my conversation with Lyra. I took her advice, trying to regulate the emotions I was feeling, trying to believe that there was another reason why my mother had been acting the very unusual way she was acting.I had thought I was the bad person for suspecting her.My own mother, I had thought she was an actual murderer, thought that she had killed people in cold blood just because of some land.However, after listening to her confession, I realized I had been correct about her, I wanted to laugh.And I did.I laughed so hard that my voice echoed all around me like a wet blanket, bringing more harm to my heart than good.Fuck!I wonder how Lyra was feeling, how heartbroken she must've been when she heard my mother was the monster I thought she was.Lyra must've been devastated.And I was right.And Lyra had
Devlin's POVI didn't want to break down any further than I already was. I didn't want to cry anymore. And it seems like Tristan himself had had enough.He let go of Catherina, and at the same time, his men took Lyra away despite her screaming and fighting.Tristan knew better, as he took his steps away, he had the gun facing Catherina knowing that, the second he looked away from her, she was gonna attack him.Tristan was gone the same way he came. It was after a while that the men who had held Asher back actually let go of him. But Lyra was gone and so was Tristan and no matter what he did, he couldn't catch up to them.I looked around at the people. Some were looking back at me and some were staring at Catherina.With her shoulder high and her head the same, Catherina walked away from the arena.And I followed right after her.I followed her as she walked back to the mansion, the door was bolted by a very huge rod and it took three guards who were walking behind her that actually go
Devlin's POV"I need you to take me to the balcony".Asher and Philip turned to my direction, they had furrowed eyebrows as they stared at me."You're right, Philip. This is more pressing and if we do not address the mob now. This may turn into something else"."So what are you going to do?" Asher asked."I'm going to address them""Do you think that they'll listen to you?" He asked, "they know you're a slave, do you think they'll listen to the words of a slave?"I had no idea if he was doing that to taunt me, to make sure I was hurt because if he was, then he was succeeding because I was broken."I need to try," I said, "I can't just sit still and watch this happen, it's going to be so detrimental if this isn't addressed and they may get more violent. Or do you expect us to just ignore the very angry mob and focus all our attention on finding Lyra who may not even be in danger seeing as Tristan is so fucking obsessed with her?""Ohh," Asher said, "you're jealous. You hate her so fuck
Devlin's POV"What?"Philip and I probably had the same expression on our faces."What do you mean by that, mom?" I asked as I made my way over. To stand before her, to her face. Waiting for her to say those words again tomy face."I said, you should go meet your real mother"."You're my mother!""Didn't you hear Tristan? I am not the one who birthed you. I am not your mother"She was so cold and so calm as she said those words. She was unleashing so much hurt on me but she remained calm. She remained poised.Those years that we spent together, the laughs we shared, the days I thought we were happy were just nothing to her. They meant nothing to her.It was so easy for her to give me away. It was so easy for her to decide that I was not her daughter. It was so easy for her to not want to fight for me."You are my mother!" I yelled. Tears were filling my eyes and I could not see clearly what her expression was but I didn't need to see because I knew that she was calm and she was normal