Lyra's POV.It was morning and I was laying in bed next to Philip. He eas busy feeding me grapes. In his words, he wanted our baby to be the cutest.When he had said it, i didnt know how to feek about it. It was a very unusual thing to say or maybe it was an unusual thing to hear. The father of the baby was only a few doors away and he was alive and well, except that he didnt know of this baby.I didn't think anything will change even if he does know. He wouldn't want it, he wouldn't want anything to mess with his status as an alpha. He had a reputation he needed to live up to and even if he had told Devlin he wanted nothing tl do with her anymore, it didn't mean he would divorce her. There were many things involved in their marriage it wasnt just the two of them anymore, but rather two different packs.Men like these only have words and not actions but the man laying down next to me with his face buried in a magazine reading about pregnancy was every woman's dream. He accepted me, lo
Lyra's POVThose men holding the guns were riding towards us. They had killing intent plastered on thier faces and i gripped the reins of the horse tighter.They didnt look like they wanted to have a conversation with us and this was what Philip also noticed, he immediately rode his horse to where I was."Run". He only had to say that one word and I instantly urged my own horse. It started running and it was suddenly a chase.The sound of gunshots filled the air. Bullets spreading far and wide and i wondered how come none of those bullets touched either of us.Philip was riding in front because he was the only one who knew his way around the place. I was totally oblivious about what to fo and where to do. We were riding in an open field. It was far stretched, we had arrived here afyer ridding through the thick woods surrounding Tristan's mansion. Philip had known exactly which way to go and I trusted him. I followed him laughing and rejoicing only to be met with people who wanted to
Lyra's POV.The bullet pierced his shoulder, sent him jerking backwards and resulted in the gun flying out of my hand.I was bewildered, I didn't know the kind of power that had overtook me because I couldn't believe that I shot someone. I looked over to the guy in the river.His blue shirt was stained with blood and he was flinching due to the pain. He didn't look as scary as he once did when he held the gun, he looked rather calmer but in pain.I instantly felt pity towards him but of course I couldn't jump into the river to help him. Staying right there in the river was safer for me. Even though I wanted to help, I wasn't going to be stupid about it.Footsteps appeared behind me and then I saw Philip making nis way towards me, as he saw me, he quickened his footsteps and wrapped his hand around me in a tight hug."Fuck, Lyra, I was so scared".I chuckled, "you didn't have to be, I'm okay, I'm fine". He hugged me once again like the thought of anything happening to me was his worst
Asher's POVAfter Lyra warned me about what Tristan wss planning, we tried to hatch a plan to make Philip totally take back his troops from Tristan's army. However, we couldn't think of anything. We thought that maybe it was as a result of it being too impromptu.When she left, I was alone with my thoughts. J had thought that maybe Tristan would come to some grounds with the silver moon pack. It was totally stupid, totally reckless and very inhumane to want to obliterate a whole pack, especially one that was filled with people who knew nothing about what had happened to his pack.I stayed by myself lost in my own thoughts. My thoughts drifted to what Lyra had told me about. She never mentioned what next would happen when Philip pulled his troops nor did she talk about what would happen to us.I didn't know what to expect but from the way she talked about him, I was sure that she wanted to leave with him. It was very understandable if that was her plan because Philip wss the right man
Lyra's POVI froze.Then I furrowed my eyebrows at Tristan, "what the hell, why would I do something like that?"Tristan ignored my question and then he took a bite out of his meal before turning to me, "I dont know what fucked up reason you have but it all points to you"I was furious. I had risked my life to save his friend and the first thing he did was to pint accusatory fingers at me. I wasn't the one who invited us out to go horse riding, I wasn't the scumbag who didn't show up, I wasn't the person who tried to have me killed.Tristan's accusations were baseless, I looked to Philip who was silently listening to the conversation. His expression was unreadable and for the first time I couldn't quite note what was going on in his mind. It was like he himself knew not what was in his mind.I figured this was the trash that Tristan had told him when they were walking back here that made Philip's mood change, it must've been what Philip was trying to process. Now I knew that Tristan h
Lyra's POVI stayed quiet just watching them.as they shot death glares at each other. Tristan's glare was mixed with confusion and innocence. He was right about me being the one who sent those people, but he was also wrong. All I did was come up with the plan and Asher sorted out the rest. I know it was a bit unfair to Tristan but this was just for the greater good, it wasn't like he was such a good person that no harm would come to.Thinking about it, maybe it was just his bad karma. For all the things he has pulled, for the people he unjustly killed, for his cruelty and inhumanity, this was a fair punishment.Though I knew that it wasn't enough to make Philip permanently end his relationship with Tristan but it was enough to shake the foundation. For destroying the friendship, we were going to leave it in the hands of Tristan. I knew what he could do. I knew that underneath that gaze, underneath that anger, there was a burning hatred for me. He felt that I was the one who had done e
Asher's POVI stayed by the door to listen for a while longer to hear what they were saying. Philip was getting very angry and he even had to yell. After he yelled, the room fell deathly silent, it was like that sound was something that was not often seen and Tristan was still very not used to it. I wanted to fall over in laughter. However, it was still a little sad. To other people, Lyra and I were heartless for thinking of pulling such a trick against two friends. But Tristan did not deserve such loyalty from Philip. I know and acknowledge that everybody has their own shortcomings but Tristan's was specifically too short and he never even tried to deal with it. He never tried to change, to look at his flaws in the eyes and fight against it. I was even sure that whenever he tried to reflect on his actions, there was nothing to reflect on. He would not see his actions as anything that needed to be reflected on.I hated that attribute of Tristan the most. He was my friend but I wasn'
Lyra's POV.I had squatted down when I had approached Philip when he had gone to sit on the bed. After he said those words to me, I immediately sprung up to my feet. This reaction was not in any way fake. It was actually quite surprising that Tristan's plan wasn't to just simply want to get rid of everyone in the pack. What he was really after was the power. He wanted to be the alpha of the pack, he wanted to rule.I didn't know how it had reached where we were currently at, my job was to make him realize the kind of a scumbag that Tristan was but as he spoke about Tristan I realized that Tristan wasn't only a scumbag but he was a monster as well. He wanted to rule the world. He wanted to conquer so many packs because he wanted his voice to be the loudest when he spoke. I couldn't believe what I was hearing.When he finishes with the silver moon pack, would he attack the neighbors, the neighbors who were also called the blood river pack.As the day dragged on, I was very elated that