Lyra's POV I was very shocked, also very worried about what Peter had told me about Devlin. I didn't know how Devlin found out i was pregnant. What was even a bigger mystery was what she needed it for. There was no proof whatsoever that the baby belonged to Asher and if by chance she came to find out, she would surely kill me. I sat down there, I knew it was late but I was too terrified. I couldn't sleep and I was scared for this child. It was better to keep the father of the child a secret from both Asher and Devlin. I still wondered how Devlin found out about it. I wondered who told her. It could be that nurse but that nurse had nothing to do with me, there was no proof however about my identity so it couldn't be that it was the nurse. I was running, I was running too fast. I suddenly in a very dark forest, I didn't know where I was going to, where I was running to or from but I knew i was running and within me there was this fear in my heart. I was avoiding something, i was avoi
Lyra's POV I had been expecting a good number of responses from Philip and not the one he actually gave me. He was too perfect and he was willing to marry me despite what I had just told him. My heart warmed up, I didn't deserve him, I didn't deserve this care and devotion. He shouldn't be treating me like this, it only made me feel very guilty. "Philip '' I couldn't even find the words to say. I couldn't think of anything to say. "I will take care of you, Lyra. Let's get married now so people will think the baby is mine" he suggested. My eyes widened, "Philip?" "I want to get married to you and i'm very happy that you told me the truth. You're such an amazing person, Lyra and from this confession I am certain i made the right choice. Let's get married here". I couldn't help it, tears flowed down my eyes, I never thought that a day would come that I would get this lucky. I had always thought my future wasn't something to look forward to. Many occasions I wanted to kill myself, t
Asher's povI was sad. I didn't know why I was sad but I was feeling some type of way and it started when Philip informed us that Lyra had decided to marry him.To tell the truth, I had forced Lyra to tell him about the pregnancy just because I thought it was the best way to get rid of him but she must've told him and he still decided to marry her.He was too good to be true and somehow I felt that there was something else he wasn't telling us or maybe Lyra didn't actually tell him about it. Because there was no way in hell another man would be so excited about her, about keeping a child that wasn't his own. I didn't like the thought of Lyra being with him and that was where my sadness came from.I had asked her about the truth, when she referred to me as her mate, she had said she was mistaken and then she left me. I hated seeing her back, I wasn't used to it, it felt really weird because I was used to seeing her in front of me, begging me, crying asking me for validation, to value h
Lyra's POVI was seated in my room staring at the bathroom door, it was ajar and through it I could see how perfectly made it was. The tiles were shiny, it could be the kind of tiles used or that the maids come in mostly every day to clean up the bathroom. Looking around the room, I never thought a day would come when I would be treated like this. I was born as a slave and I have lived as such. I had been brought into this life just to serve and never had I thought that a day would come when I was the one being served. It felt very different to me, it was really weird for me.When a maid came in a few hours ago, I almost helped her serve me tea. It was weird. I saw the fear in her eyes, fear that she would do something wrong and I would punish her. She must've seen me as a kind of slave that rose to power and had suddenly become evil. Even myself could not believe the kind of life I was suddenly living, much less to take advantage of it.I wanted to retain my humility as much aa poss
Lyra's POVAsher was speechless, his eyes fell on my face then they trailed down to the dress I was wearing and then back to my eyes. He wasn't moving at all and only just staring like he was a statue.The sudden attention I was getting from him was a tad too much. I tried to hide my hot cheeks away so that he wouldn't see the color in them even though I was wearing makeup. It wasn't like the makeup was just so perfect either, the foundation wasn't full coverage, my pimples were still very much on display but they were only a bit sort of smoother.It didn't look as disgusting as it used to be.I didn't know what was going on through Asher's head but the way he was looking at me, I could tell that he thought I looked beautiful. His eyes were not drifting from me and it was making my heart pound harder by the second.I felt a hand wrap around my waist and a slight pull. It was Philip, he had hisnhand on my waist and he pulled me closer to.himself for reasons I could not guess. He was sm
Lyra's POVPhilip took me to a really fancy restaurant, I never ever in my life thought that I would be in such a place. There were so many classy and important looking people in the restaurant. I felt very left out.However, Philip took my hand and led me inside. From the way the servers treated him, it seemed like he was a very important person to the society, like he was really well known and it was truthfully shocking but also kind of expected.With my hand in his, he led me to the table sitting in the middle of the restaurant. We successfully gained stares from the neighbours and I could tell that they were looking at my face. I wanted to die, I wanted the earth to open up and swallow me, I wanted my existence to end but it couldn't. They were all judging me by now I looked, probably wondering what sort of guts I had for bringing such a hideous face out and not just that, I even applied makeup. I was laughable to be
Lyra's POVI didn't expect that another pimple would suddenly pop out of my face now and even Philip knew of it. It could be the makeup, it must be as a result of the makeup and so I quickly rushed back into the changing room, there was a mirror there I could check my face with.When I got there, I looked over my face wondering if I could see the puss licking out of the pimple but there was nothing. I frowned instantly, I figured that this was Philip's way of messing with me. It was a bit unpleasant because it was a nightmare to have a pimple suddenly pop out of nowhere especially when I was on a date.I walked back out, dispirited. I wondered if he was making fun of how I looked. I knew more than anyone that I was ugly. Despite myself, I recalled when Asher and Devlin had been looking at me weirdly, they had been scrutinizijg my face. It was when those rogues had kidnapped me thinking I nwas Devlin, before my whole life fell apart.I remembered how disgusted Asher had looked when he
Lyra's POVWhen those words left Philip, I was shocked. I didn't expect that we would be sharing a room together, I thought we were going to get separate rooms just because I was pregnant and also because I was not ready to do anything with him.However, just because we were going to share a room together did not meam that anything of any sort could happen between us. I looked at Philip as he took the room keys from the receptionist.He took my hand and led me to the elevator."You look scared," he suddenly said, "what's on your mind?"I couldn't tell him what I was thinking, I couldn't tell him the thoughts that were going through my mind because they were truthfully insulting to him so I shook my head and decided to settle for a half truth.He didn't need to know the rest. All it entailed were thoughts against him, my fears and insecurities, my worries and shame and I didn't want him to know any of them. He shouldn't see me like someone like that."It's my first time in sucn a place