Lyra PovI didn't know when I slept off. After Philip's mom left, I was back in the ugly dark room alone, waiting for Philip. I waited for hours, but he didn't show up, and eventually, I slept off.And I didn't wake up until I was comfortable enough to.My eyes fluttered open, and I walked around to the bathroom to wash my teeth, but that was when I saw that I didn't have a toothbrush nor toothpaste.I shook my head.This was literally the worst service ever.And that was when a knock came from my door.It was early in the morning, and I knew that the servants were about to start their business. They were probably here to clean the room, or maybe someone was here to give me a toothbrush.I was anxious. I didn't want to believe that Philip was the one standing on the other side of the door because I didn't think I could take it if he wasn't the one after I expected him to be there.I ignored how my heart thumped and went forward to get the door open.And unlike I thought, it wasn't Phi
Lyra PovWe both turned around to look at the person who had called. It was a girl with short, straight hair. She was already making her way to us; the wind made her hair look like a mess, but it didn't stop her beauty from being seen.The girl had deer-like beauty, akin to that of a model, with beautiful bright eyes. The wind made her hair look like a mess, but it didn't diminish her beauty.She was taller than I am but not as tall as Philip, and her physique was one of a kind. She had curves that made her look divine; her legs were straight and long, and her waist was quite slim. Over her jeans, she wore a black leather shirt that accentuated how tiny her waist was.And this girl, this goddess, knew Philip."Tessa," he called her name, "what are you doing here so early in the morning?"However, as she met up with us, instead of answering that question, she wrapped Philip in a tight hug. What irked me was how tightly Philip reciprocated it.I knew damn well that this wasn't his siste
Lyra PovI turned to look at her again. I hadn't ever thought I'd come across women that were sexually attracted to other women. She was beautiful and very sexy, and I couldn't help but wonder what had propelled her to love a woman.I turned to Philip, "what if she gets mated to a man? What will she do?"Philip shook his head, "we don't know if that will ever happen. There's a possibility, but basically, we hope it never happens. I'm pretty sure she would just reject him and then find a chosen mate."I nodded my head, "has she ever been with a man? How did she come to the realization that she likes women?"Philip shook his head, "you do know that being queer has nothing to do with your past experiences. Whether or not she's been with a man, it doesn't matter; what matters is how she feels now."I smiled at him. He wasn't alienating her because of her difference in preference; instead, he treated her just like the rest. He treated her with compassion, love, and respect just like the ot
Lyra's PovTessa and the woman looked at me upon hearing what I had said. I wasn't joking, neither was I just saying it for fun or for the sake of it. I meant every word I said. I wanted to burn it to the ground. I wanted to destroy everything. Not only because they didn't even have the dress I wanted, but also because they were so wise to assume that Tessa and I were together and, as such, decided not to sell to us.And even before the woman showed up, even before she had said those words, her stares and the ones from her underling had been nothing but derogatory. They looked at me, at my weight, at my clothes, and decided that I would not be able to afford their wears.Yes, I wanted to burn it to the ground. I wanted to make my name known to anyone that tries to move sideways, anyone that thinks that I am only for show, that I can be disrespected, and there would be nothing done against it.For example, Kayla and Pamela and the servants that had succeeded in worming their way. I was
Lyra's POVMy eyebrows wrinkled whilst staring at Philip with questions plaguing my whole reality. I never thought for once about ever training. I never thought for once that I would ever get to have this strength that I had.This was the first time I ever experienced the immense strength running through me."What do you mean train?"Philip must've been surprised my question was coming like that; he had had his eyes on Tessa whilst they talked about certain things. Suddenly having to be asked this question, it must've come as a shock to him.He turned to me, "you don't see a reason to?"Was there really a reason?"You almost destroyed a whole building and also almost killed me, don't you think you should learn to control it?"Frankly, I loved the strength. I always marveled at the very few people who were blessed with this gift. I always thought they were so phenomenal for this world, and having to find out that I was one of them, of course, I was excited about it. I was excited to kn
Lyra's POVI try to focus on other things and not allow the curiosity regarding why Pamela left to plague me. She had her reasons, and according to Tessa, it may just be that she left because she couldn't handle the reality of Philip being married to me. She must really hate the idea of him belonging to someone else.Tessa had been very serious about helping out with the wedding. When we got back to the mansion, she was already in the garden, doing one thing or another. I saw that she even changed into a tank top to allow more flexibility in her arms while she lifted some weights.It was truly such a sight to see her doing something like that.I stood on the balcony, watching them. The place was starting to look somewhat magical. Flowers were being moved around. They estimated that it wouldn't rain, so they didn't prepare a canopy. The seats were being decorated, and everything was turning out to be the simple wedding I had imagined for myself.The only thing that was left was the dre
Lyra's POVIt was impossible not to notice how upset she was about what I had just said. She looked like she really was about to attack me for saying something that I thought in regards to the conversation we were having. It wasn't hard to note that she had her reservations about me getting married to Philip, and she had just shown me one of those reservations she kept elsewhere. She just showed me that the only way that I would ever think of marrying Philip was if I had something to offer him, for example, like a kingdom, to expand his rule.However, I didn't want that. I didn't wish to rule Silver Moon pack, and I was not about to get someone to fight for its leadership with me. I did actually see it as compensation for Devlin, and I was not going to fight for something that I had no intention towards.And of course, Philip's mom doesn't feel that way. She doesn't understand where I come from. The only thing on her mind was leadership. Power."Do you think you're really fit to marry
Lyra PovIt was nobody's fault but mine for asking. Why did I need to know how he accomplished all that? What was more important was that I had a dress to wear for my wedding and nothing else. But then I went ahead to ask a stupid question, and now I'm faced with curious eyes from Philip.He was looking at me, wondering if I had any sort of reaction to what he had just said. There was no strong reaction from me, anyway. But I was, at the very least, shaken to hear that name. Not because of anything, but it painfully reminded me of what occurred before we left that environment.However, there was just no way to explain it to Asher that there was nothing attached to the way I reacted, if he actually saw it. It wasn't a big deal on my part; there was nothing to me. But just because I have these thoughts didn't mean that's how it was received.I nodded my head, "he did a good job. Did he buy it himself?" I asked casually as I looked through the bag again."We talked about it for a while,