Lyra's life has been a living nightmare. Abused and rejected by her pack, she's forced to endure the cruelty of her Alpha's mate, Derrick. But when Lyra is rescued by the ruthless Lycan King, Greg, she's surprised to find kindness and respect in his eyes. As Lyra falls for Greg's charms, she discovers a shocking truth: she's pregnant with twins fathered by a mysterious stranger. And if that's not enough, Lyra learns she's prophesied to be the legendary silver wolf, a creature of immense power. Can Greg protect her and their unborn children, or will Lyra's past demons destroy their future?
View MoreAuthor’s povAnna woke up that morning with a fire in her belly. She wasn’t going to let anyone, Lyra included, steal her thunder and take the life she had built for herself. Her pack, her power, her position—she was not going to lose it all without a fight.She sat up in bed and stretched her arms over her head before using one hand to rake through the curtain of perfectly styled blond hair falling around on the pillow behind her head as she wore a devilish smirk. Today would be different. Today she would regain control over everything she had lost.Anna stood up and went over to the mirror. She smiled at her reflection. The sexy curves, flawless skin, and confidence in her eyes. “You still got it…” she whispered as she slightly tilted her head to the side to get a better view of herself.There was no way Lyra was going to come in here and take King Greg away from her. Anna knew what kind of men like him wanted. Power. Beauty. Charm. And she had all three.Looking away from the mirro
Lyra’s povAs Helga stood up I couldn’t help but look at her in surprise, because a few days ago, she was one of the people who hated me and made my life miserable. But now she was sitting beside me like an angel and being so gentle. It was like I didn't even know her. I took a breath gathering up all the courage I had built inside my body because the question within me had been itching to come out since she had been in my room.“Helga.” My voice called out.“Yes?” She turned to look at me. It took me a while to take in deep breath before deciding to ask the question that has been tearing me apart from within.“Why are you treating me nicely?”She paused at the door, hand on the handle. She didn’t turn to look at me immediately, but I saw her shoulders rise and fall as she let out a long breath. Eventually, she glanced back at me with weary eyes.“I never wanted to hurt you,” she said, almost like she regretted her past actions. “But I had no choice. No other options. I was under orde
Lyra’s povWalking onto the balcony the cool breeze of the evening hit my skin, it did nothing to steady the storm inside me. King Greg stood at the edge looking out over his fields. His presence alone was adding to my unease and no matter how much I tried I couldn’t stop myself from slightly trembling as I placed my hands on the balcony.He flicked his hand towards a chair next to him indicating for me to sit. “Please.” His voice was calm yet carried unquestionable authority.I swallowed hard but took his word and sat, gripping the armrests of the low chair. My heartbeat was so fast in my chest that it almost felt like it was going to burst out. When would I ever get used to being in this position with him, in a way that got results for both of us?After what seemed like forever, he turned to me directly, his eyes drilling into mine. He reached out and traced my lips with his thumb and I almost flinched from the contact, sucking air instinctively through a held breath.He nodded, app
Author’s povThe minute the meal was done, Greg the king got to his feet and waved everyone around away with his hand.“You can all go,” he said as they all scurried off. Lyra hurried to her feet as she was ready to leave when just as the alpha grabbed her by the wrist to stop her in her steps.“You…” he said to her in a deep voice with his gaze fixed on hers. “Stay.”Lyra’s breath hitched, but she nodded, trying to mask her nervousness. She was scared beyond words.With the maids and guards gone, yea was now alone with the lycan king as she held her breath to prevent herself from falling to the ground. Her heart pounded in her chest as she gulped once or twice to control its beating sound.Greg tipped his head, interest pulling at his brows. “Are you scared of me, Lyra?”Lyra’s throat dried up. “Yes,” she managed to rasp.Greg’s smirk broadened. “Good,” he repeated, letting go of her wrist. “Fear is what makes people obey. Just as I’ve given you all of this doesn’t mean I can’t take
Authors povKing Greg gazed down from his balcony of the grand packhouse. The sun was starting to set, painting everything in a golden light which only made Greg's eyes become piercing daggers for the wolves that were labouring in the fields below. He made sure to scrutinize all they did while looking at them. He wasn’t going to give any of them breaks. No. They don’t deserve it.Greg smiled as he saw them afraid of displeasing him as he liked how it was going. These wolves needed to be taught who was at the top of the food chain and it was the Lycans at the top of that chain."Has dinner been prepared?" he asked in his deep, commanding voice.The maids looked at each other nervously. They were all clearly frightened, and their hands shook as they clumsily twisted the aprons around their waists.Finally, one of the shorter maids, a pretty young girl with unusually wide-set eyes and a mass of thick black hair, stepped forward and stammered out her answer. "N–Not yet, Your Majesty," she
Lyra’s povThe minute we got back to the throne room, I held the blue gown to my chest and felt its fabric being so soft to me. It was still like a movie to me as I couldn’t behave this was truly happening to me.When we reached the palace, the Alpha was waiting. He looked at me and saw how I was holding onto the gown. I could sss him roll his eyes before he spoke.“Give me one good reason why you are holding it like that?” He asked in a low voice as I gulped. I expected him to yell at me but he didn’t and it made me even more scared than I would usually be.I stuttered. “I-I’m sorry my lord.” Before I knew it, he turned to the guard standing beside me. “Go back in there and grab all of her clothes from where she took this and bring them out here too,” he told him. “let me go through them myself and choose a better one for you. I’m sure there should be more that should suit you.”I gasped in shock. “Alpha—”He held up his hand to silence me. “Everything the lady owns, you will take
Lyra’s povI was standing before the alpha while my hands were shaking as I couldn’t look at him. I was so afraid I kept my eyes on the ground. The alpha was not an ordinary Lycan. He was a monster. No one could tell what he was thinking and it was scary to see that this error had taken over the pack.But I could feel his eyes roaming over me. Eating up every inch of my battered self. My scraggly form, clad awkwardly in this dirty skin and poorly fitted in the tattered rags of clothing that hung limply along my undernourished body. My hair was knotted with dirt and looked like a place for a wild bird to nest in. I was not impressive to look at and I knew it.He waved me closer, and I paused before moving hesitantly toward him. I tried to steady my heart as it raced I didn’t know what he wanted or what he would do to me.“Why are you dressed like a slave?” he demanded.I gulped, lowering my head. “Because I’m a slave, Alpha,” I whispered.For a while there was silence, and then he spok
Authors povKing Greg slowly walked the wolf pack’s throne room as his heavy boots made the stone floor echo. His eyes looked around with joy and his mouth had a slight grin as he was thinking of how he was better than everyone else around.He was the strongest Lycan and the most powerful and no one dared to come against him or they would perish. No one dared to come against him as they knew they would meet their gods by the end of the day.“So small,” he muttered to himself as he looked around the throne room, running a hand over the back of the wooden throne that once belonged to the Alpha, Derek. It was nothing compared to the grand throne he had back in his kingdom—an imposing structure carved from the bones of his enemies, adorned with gold and encrusted with jewels. This one, by contrast, looked pitifully plain.Greg let out a low chuckle, shaking his head. “Wolves… so weak, so simple.”The doors creaked open behind him and in strode his general, Victor. The General made quick s
Lyra’s povI woke in the stable that morning feeling rather odd. My body hurt because I had worked it to death over the last few days – but it didn’t ache as much as it should as I had already started healing up. I dug my fingers into my sides and stretched out my arms before curling them back into my chest, rubbing at the sleep in my eyes with cupped palms. The light in there was soft and cool, streaming through the gaps between wooden slats – faintly grey and crisp.It took me a minute to work out where I was. If I was in my own room in the palace, by now someone should have tossed cold water on me and gotten me up that morning. But there had been no jug of water thrown over me this morning. It made me smile. Maybe I would start sleeping in the stable to have peace.I got to my feet and yawned as I removed pieces of straw that had clung to my body and clothes.I sighed as I thought of joining the main palace but I knew I had no choice. I would have to do it.I opened the door leadin
LYRA.My feet left the ground as my body was slammed against the rough bark of a towering pine tree. My fingers clawed at the hand wrapped tightly around my throat, my nails scraping against unyielding flesh. Air refused to enter my lungs, and my vision began to blur as dark spots danced at the edges."Pathetic whore," a voice sneered cruelly, and the fingers let loose my throat only at the moment when the blackness of unconsciousness seemed to come and swallow me. I slumped on the ground, like a rag doll, clasping my neck and gagging for breath.Above me, the jeering laughs of my bullies were grating, and nasty to hear."Why do we even bother? She's not even worth the dirt under our boots," a tall, broad-shouldered boy sneered."She's just a burden," another joined in."You should've died in your mother's place," Anna's cold voice cut through the rest, silencing them all in an instant.I lifted my teary gaze to meet the smirk of the auburn-haired beauty. Anna stood with her arms cros...
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