Lyra's POVI walked back inside. It had taken quite a lot from me to officially reject him. There were so many things trying to hold me back but I was headstrong. No matter how much I wanted to not do it, to not reject him the way I did. I knew for a fact that that was the only way that my peace would be ensured, that that was the only way my relationship with Philip would become better.I wanted this. And relief washed over me like water drowning the lather off my skin.I took in a deep breath and sat down on my bed. my thoughts brought me to those days where I had been begging for him. I was brought back to those days where I thought of abandoning Philip just for him.I thought back to the tears he made me cry. To the nights I hated myself and in general, to everything that had happened between us. I was very aware that I would never totally rid him from my life seeing as his seed was growing in my womb and forever, he would always be a part of me. That forever, I would be tied to h
Lyra's POVHis hands held me so close to his body, engulfing me in a hug that almost set me unable to breathe. I didn't fight him; I wanted this hug, I wanted this trust that he was gradually having in me.We stayed like that for a while, and then he pulled away from me, looking at me with a lust in his eyes."Be careful, I only have a few weeks left before this baby comes out. I cannot handle this look in your eyes."Philip chuckled, "you don't have to worry. I've been waiting for months now; I can wait some more."I nodded my head, but instead of being glad and pulling away from him, I brought my lips to his forehead and gave it a light kiss."We're in this together," I said.Philip nodded his head, "since you rejected him, we have to be careful."I frowned. This wasn't the time we needed to be careful. This was a time we needed to explore our relationship because we had surely taken a step forward by eliminating all forms of threats."Careful?" I asked.Philip nodded his head, "I h
Asher's POVLyra walked away after saying those words to me. I remained. I was stunned; I couldn't think of a reply to give her. My head was empty of any thoughts. All I could feel was that my heart was beating fast against my chest. My heart was heavy, and my throat was dry.And all I could think of was the days I had treated her so poorly, the days where I had done so many horrible things to her.I felt like my heart was being torn apart. I felt like every iota of my being was being pulled out from me one by one. My eyes stung with tears. The pain I was feeling was evident everywhere on my body. My whole body was breaking apart; my whole body was breaking into many tiny pieces.He didn't know what to say or do. I couldn't even do anything. Those words repeated in my head over and over again, and I couldn't shake them off. I couldn't run from the reality of those words. I couldn't get her voice out of my head.I blamed myself for all that happened to us. Of course, it was my fault. O
Lyra's POVEver since I rejected Asher, it has been as if he disappeared into thin air.I barely saw him and didn't even hear from or about him.I felt genuine happiness because of that.I didn't have to deal with his own problems. I didn't want someone trying to pursue me despite my official rejection. I wondered if this was how Asher had felt when I had been trying to convince him that we were mates. If that was how he felt, I noted that apologizing to him was needed.But I would rather be caught dead and naked on national television than apologize to him.Philip stirred on the side; he was usually the early bird but, for some reason, he was sleeping in. It could be because of how excited he was about how their lives were feeling in these past days, or probably he just slept really late.I hopped from the bed; I didn't want to disturb his sleep. I looked towards m stomach and noted that in only a month, my baby would be out."Where are you going to?"I turned around instantly and saw
Asher's POVThe cafe was bustling with people. It could be because it was lunchtime and there were so many workers who needed a break and were out to get some coffee in their system.The cafe was a little run down but being in the center of the town was overshadowed with companies and factories, whether run down or not, they had a lot of customers.The cafe was small and smelt like cinnamon and cappuccino. The ambience of the cafe was erratic, it seemed as if it'd been around for decades. I was sure that the cafe had regular customers that were over a year old.The surrounding areas of the place were perfect for a hideout and that was why I wasn't particularly surprised that she had picked this place. For someone who was hatching a devious plan, this was the perfect place to exist.I stayed seated in one of the booths as I drank from my coffee slowly, waiting for the person who I was supposed to be meeting.He guessed that there were people around that recognized me but seeing as they
Lyra's POVLyra looked at him weirdly. I didn't want to know the reason why Catherina had killed them. The only thing I knew was that Catherina had killed them and also denied it, making all of us look like fools as we tried to stand up for her."I don't need to know. All I know is that she killed them and she made us turn our backs against Tristan when he was only trying to avenge his parents death but we stopped him, we acted based on what we assumed about such a cruel woman".Philip shook his head, "still, Lyra. She had been mated to someone who rejected her, you know just how painful that had been"."But I didn't kill anyone!" I yelled, "I didn't pick up a gun loaded with silver and shot at Asher and Devlin. I didn't do any of that so why should understand her?"Philip held my hand, "Lyra," he called my name, "you hate that she made you feel like a fool. You hate how hurt you were by her actions and I know. You also hate that she's your real mother and you're probably wondering wh
Lyra's POVEveryone in the room seemed as stunned as I was. I knew damn well that I had been the one who ran the fork into Tristan, but Philip was taking the blame for me because Emily suddenly showed up. From how unfazed Philip was and how coordinated he seemed, it was obvious that he had predicted this outcome and had a counterattack waiting.He knew there were people coming for me because of Tristan's murder. I was still sort of confused and surprised about how quickly the news spread about this murder. I didn't expect that if people were going to find out, it would be so soon, and as such, I never made any plans awaiting that day. But it seemed that for my sake, Philip already had a plan waiting.It was as if I didn't need to use my brain as long as he was around because he was going to be the one doing the thinking, worrying, fighting, and killing for my sake. And all I had to do was sit pretty.Well, what a nice life, really.I felt hopeful and warm when those words flowed from
Asher's POVHaving heard the situation that had overwhelmed me and made me feel like trash, being so minimized the way Devlin did, made me very angry.I had been angry upon her arrival and her voice, and the words she was spitting out only helped with the rage; it actually intensified it.I was a person allowed to have my emotions, and those emotions didn't have to align with her own or the ones the world had set for us.This reality that she had just simplified may sound so mundane and simple to someone else's ears as they wondered why the whole drama was going around. But I knew or rather felt how complicated it actually was.I wished it was simple, but it was filled with so many intricacies, and I had to deal with each and every one of them. And that was even putting aside the guilt, anxiety, and depression that the situation had provoked within me. I didn't want to believe that this thing had so much power over me, nor did I want to believe that Devlin was so emotionally unintelli