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
Asher's POVTristan frowned, he looked quizzically, kike he was trying to out together the possibility of that happening. His gaze was direct and distinct but I was busy eating away on the chicken drumstick that came with the spaghetti. I didn't want to seem like I had given the words I said much thought. I wanted him to believe that it was just an offhand comment on my side.I was pushing the ball to his court, waiting for him, waiting for his move that would surely determine my next move.However, he shook his head.I was a bit disappointed but I did know that what I was planning to.do was not going to go as swimmingly as I wanted it to. In life, we don't always get what we want and so I had to make do with his unbelief. I just need to hear his words and then I'll know what to do or say."There's no way she can pull off something like that". Tristan said, "Lyra is dumb as bitch, such conspiracies are too big for her to fathom".I shrugged as I swallowed another mouthful of spaghetti
Asher's POVI was surely taken aback by those words. I never thought that such an idea would form in his head. The main reason we were doing this wasn't to make either of them kill the other but it was so that their friendship would come to an end and that Philip would pull his troops away. However, it was starting to dawn on me that Tristan was nothing like he had made himself to seem. For one, he made everyone believe that Philip was his best friend. That he was the only person that he could trust. That Philip was that friend he would choose above all others.At one point before I got to know the kind of douchebag Tristan actually was, I had been a bit jealous of their friendship. There was such an understanding between them and it was even more unpleasant knowing that it had been Tristan and I since we were kids. I had been with him when his family was killed.However, knowing him now, I wondered what even brought those absurd ideas into.my.head because Tristan was undeserving of