Lyra's POV
Fear gripped my heart and I flinched visibly. His words were sinking into me and I didn't know how to react. Though I had lived a very hard life, I still did not want to die, I just didn't want to feel everything that life was forcing me to feel. I didn't want to imagine certain things and even if Asher was really searching for me, it could be for another reason, to have a certainty that I was dead.
And according to yhis guards words, if the blue eyed man found out that I had a pack, Asher would have yhe certainty he was looking for. I would surely be dead. The man with bkue eyes did really seem scary, he showed to his followers and even to me how scary he could be, he whipped me in front of his guests and was obviously keeping peter back for entertainment purposes. He wasn't someone that one coukd understand with a simple mind, no. People like these needs extra brain cells in order to understand them. They needed on
Lyra's POVIt was quite unexpected. There were a number of things I was shocked by and the first was that the blue eyed man was called Tristan and this woman with long beautiful legs actually was attracted to him. She had even given him a big kiss to signify the depth of her affection for him and his response was also something I never saw coming.Like he was made of wood, like he had no such attraction to her, he pushed her away off of his body like she was a disgusting creature and it really got to me because she looked to be a very beautiful woman who Tristan could not afford to lose. With kegs like that and skin glowing like that, it was unquestionable that she would be beautiful and her voice also carries a warmth and a melody in them. But it seemed like Tristan was immune to her charms, it made me really angry. This woman could get any man she wanted and it just so happened that Tristan was the man she wanted but he was busy behaving like he was the catch here when he was only a
Lyra's POVMany weeks after the incident with Ellen, I had not been graced by her beauty nor punished by her animosity, but rather I was kept in the cell, waking up and sleeping. Days will pass and I don't receive food and it was so for most of us locked up in the cell. Life was very unlivable and truthfully annoying. We didn't get to take our bath, we didn't get to eat consistently and if we thought of talking amongst ourselves, we were warned against it. We were either yelled at or punched. Lucky for me, it was the former.Peter and I spent a few hours talking and getting to know each other a bit well, he has no mate yet and his family was an average one like mine. His family was a bit like mine except the part where his parents loved him and he had siblings. They were not wealthy, but they owned a small farm and grew their own food. Peter talked about how they were heaven, he had only good things to say about his parents. He had a little sister, I think about nine years old and
Asher's POVGetting married to Devlin wasn't what I expected it to be. I had been looking forward to it my whole life but instead, I was met with unfavorable events and especially now that there had been a series of rogue attacks. I suddenly had no time for my new wife and I wasn't even making any efforts to give her time. I wasn't as obsessed as I used to be with her and it made me quite uncomfortable, more than I should be because Lyra's words kept creeping into my head.Lyra had called them mates and it may be that she was right. But anytime these thoughts went towards that arena, I always tried to disrupt it. I was stopping myself from thinking of anything that could jeopardize my marriage. The marriage that I should be enjoying but I was too focused on trying to get justice for Lyra. I wanted to know what happened to her. Which was utterly insane because this was the same woman I claimed to hate, the woman who disgusted me.I should be happy about her going missing, I should be h
Lyra's POVWhen my eyes met his own. It felt kike a dream, surreal. I had initially thought that every tie I had with my family, with my kife from the past, had been washed away. I was here, and I was a new person. I had come to accept that there was no changing this life for me, and it was what I was stuck with. There was no breaking out of it, no way of going through it, and it had become the life I was forced to live.Suddenly seeing Asher, I was shocked, and a part of me hoped that with his sudden presence, things would change for the better for me. I was sure that maybe the goddess did not forsake me. I looked at him and smiled happily. It all felt perfect. I was happy.I suddenly felt the unmistakable attraction I had towards him, I felt the abnormal pull kike that of a magnet to an iron, and I wanted to surrender to it. I wanted to feel his skin against mine, to have his fingers caress my skin. I wanted to hold him like he was the air I was breathing.It was as if I needed him,
Lyra's POVMy clothes were disheveled. The buttons on my shirt were undone, and my skirt was tucked to my knees. Asher, lying beside me, was sleeping so soundly, but my eyes were on his body. He was not wearing any shirt, and I started to freak out.I wanted to scream, tell, and call for justice, but I knew none of that existed in Tristan's house. Asher had raped me during the night and had been too tired to have felt it. He had taken advantage of me when I was unconscious kike he was a creep. He was a disgusting person, and it was indeed a shame that I was mated to such a person. I hated him.I hated that he had no regard for me. I hated that he saw me as nothing less but an object he could use and misuse. He was having fun with me, which made him happy. That got him off, and he was a sick ma for that."Asher!" I yelled out despite trying to keep it to myself, and I had been trying to school myself. I didn't want to let my emotions control me, but it was too late.I was angry, and I
Asher's POVI never believed that Lyra could've done what I asked her to. She was so submissive to me despite claiming to hate me and all that. She lived her life trying to make sure I was happy about everything she was doing.Whether she wanted to or not, she was compelled to obey me. All her life, she had been placed in positions where she had no say. If I wanted her to kick my shoes, Lyra would do just that because she wanted to please me.It was not that she was a people pleaser; it was just that she was mated to me. She was born a servant, and as life would have it, she would always remain servile.A knock came on the door; a part of me thought it would be Lyra, but another part was more rational. I knew Lyra wouldn't just come back and knock and try to patch things up between us.There was nothing to patch. She ruined my life, and I was bound to do the same to her.The same.When I opened the door, I saw a man standing on either side. He was Tristan's beta. I could remember his
Lyra's POVTristan looked at me, smiling like the devil himself. I was somewhat relaxed about what he had promised me, already seeing myself with freedom, walking on the face of the earth, having no one to answer to but myself.I was happy, and I believed I could accomplish what Tristan wanted me to. I only needed to tell him what Asher was doing, what he was thinking about, and what he planned on doing. It wasn't anything extra, and Tristan obviously wasn't out there to get Asher. He didn't wish for anything wrong for him.Tristan then tilted his head to the side to talk to the guard behind him."Take her back to the dungeon and make sure she's well fed" his eyes darted to mine, "she has become essential. Nothing bad should happen to her".My heart skipped a beat. I was excited over what I was hearing, but I couldn't let it show. I didn't want Tristan to see I was happy because he started demanding me.A part of me was starting to feel weird about this offer, but I didn't think much
Lyra's POVI saw the look in his eyes, though the sound of his laughter was ringing in my head but I knew that he was in no way happy. He didn't find anything funny. It was a cynical, psychotic laughter and it provoked goosebumps on my skin.During these months, I could tell that Tristan wasn't one that could be messed with. I pitied Asher if he were to find out that Asher was married to the silver moon pack.Though I had no idea who would win in a one on one battle, but I did know that Asher was insanely outnumbered and he could be slaughtered here and nothing coukd be done about it.His pack would not avenge him because if he died now, his stepmother woukd get Kaden to become the alpha and she wouldn't bother herself to lead her people to avenge him. No, she would say he was the one that played with fire and got burnt.We were both alone in a strange place but Asher woukd rather eat grass than get paired with me.Tristan suddenly started walking towards me. He had a muscular body bu