Myra's POVI remained at Noah's bedside, my heart aching with worry and fear. His still form seemed so fragile, and I couldn't bear the thought of losing him. I leaned closer to him, my voice filled with desperation as I whispered his name over and over."Noah, please, wake up," I pleaded, my voice trembling. "I miss you so much. You have to come back to me."I could not let the shadows of my past win. Noah was all I had left in this world, and if he died then I would follow closely too."You have to stay strong for me," I whispered, as I leaned over him and our foreheads touched. "You have to stay strong, my mate. Wake up, please."His chest rose and fell faintly, but there was no other response from him. My fingers trembled as I reached out to touch his cheek, willing him to stir. My mate, my love, I couldn't lose him like this.As long as he was unconscious, then I knew I had no chance. That vicious man and his ruthless wife would find out soon enough that I had escaped from the du
Myra's POV"Where are we going?" I asked, a sense of unease washing over me."To the throne room." Noah replied, his voice cold and hard. "I'll bring those responsible to justice, Myra, I promise."I halted in my steps. Noah stopped too and turned to me, his expression darkening."Noah, hold on." I protested weakly. "Don't you think you're taking this too far?""Myra, nothing is too far for me when it comes to you—""Just stop!" I snapped. "I've been in enough problems already! Hell, half the pack thinks that I'm a bad omen, that I have to be killed to save everyone else. I do not want—"My words were cut short as Noah pulled me forward, and I hit his chest with a startled gasp. I looked up into his stormy gray eyes, feeling myself melt in the warm embrace of his hands."Nothing, I repeat, nothing is too far for me when it comes to you!" he growled, his breath warming my face. "I swear to the Goddess, I will find that guard who did this to you, and I will tear him limb from limb with
Myra's POVUtter silence followed his words. Then the Elders began to whisper and murmur amongst themselves, increasing the tension in the room. I felt my heart jumping dangerously to my throat, as my fear spiraled uncontrollably.Noah reached for my hand again and gave it a comforting squeeze. "Silence!" He roared, and their whispers subsided again."Yes, I admit to killing Reyna." Noah continued. "And there is not a day that passes that I don't feel regret about what I did. But Reyna should also have been watchful of her words!""Goddess!" Reyna's mother spat venomously. "So you're blaming my late daughter for your mistakes now, are you?""You harassed my mate!" Noah roared, his rich voice rebounding off the walls in echoes. "You ordered for the guards to grab her and lead her into the dankest depths of this very building—the dungeons! You did all of this, knowing fully well that I was indisposed and could not stop it on time. What do you have to say about that?!""She is meant for
Myra's POVUtter silence clung to the room the moment I spoke. My hammering heart seemed to be the only thing I could hear as the attention of the Council turned to me.Their eyes bore into me, questioning, doubting, judging. I felt vulnerable, exposed, but I couldn't back down now. I felt Noah's reassuring grip on my hand, urging me to carry on.Drawing in a shuddering breath, I began to narrate the horrors of the dungeons, the dark place where all of my nightmares seemed to have happened. "He insulted me, called me names," I whispered, my voice trembling like a fragile leaf in the wind. "And then, he grabbed me by the neck. He tried to forcefully have his way with me, but I struggled. I couldn't breathe, couldn't—"The words caught in my throat as the memories came rushing back in one despairing wave. "That man kept pressing down on my neck, and he left these bruises." I touched the bruises on my neck, where I could still almost feel Julian's hands on my skin. Even as I touched the
My footsteps echoed as I barrelled down the corridor beyond the courtroom. I wanted to leave that room behind me as soon as I could, wanting to get away from the accusatory stares, the whispers, the demeaning words.My anger and sadness were like wildfires that consumed me from within, and it needed release.All I wanted was to be free again.The accusing gazes of the Wolf Elders haunted me, but it was Noah's deafness to my choices that cut me the deepest. In that moment, I yearned for freedom from this mental prison he seemed to have placed me in.I couldn't bear to stay in the pack house if this kind of treatment would continue.And yet, I couldn't bear to stay away from my mate.It was as though the Moon Goddess was playing games with my happiness. I would never be truly free until I left the pack house, and yet if I left, the ache of being away from Noah would consume me.My footsteps were heavy with frustration as I reached my room. Quickly I slipped into the room, locking the do
Myra's POVAlmost immediately, an image of my mother flashed before my eyes. The small smile she'd given me in the morning when I went out to find those herbs. Her face several weeks later, rotten and grotesque in death.But I pushed that thought away, focusing on that single touch of Noah's lips on mine. I should have thought about my mother. I should have remembered the words those people had said about me in the courtroom, but my head seemed to be occupied by Noah and him alone. I didn’t care about anything else at that moment. All my thoughts, all my focus were on one thing—the needy, desperate throb between my legs.Noah slid one hand from my waist to smooth it up my ribcage to my breasts. My nipples were already stiff, poking through the rough fabric of my towel. He slowly cupped my breasts, and his palms were filled with my warm, resilient flesh.I slid my hands down the muscles of his belly to the waistband of his trousers. He wasn’t wearing a belt and the material of the tro
Noah's POVWhen I woke again, the first thing I saw was Myra's limp body beside me. The sun filters in from the window above through the curtains, painting her features with a warm, golden hue. There she was, sleeping peacefully beside me, her breathing gentle and steady. It was a wonder that she could be so peaceful in her sleep, despite all the turmoil that seemed to surround us from every corner. I couldn't help but admire every detail, from the way her dark hair framed her face to the clear, untroubled skin that seemed to radiate an inner peace. Her eyelids fluttered as I stared at her, and she muttered something in her sleep. She was a vision of serenity, and a strange sense of calmness washed over me as I watched her.At that moment, I had never felt so at ease, as if all my troubles had melted away during the period of our sex. For a while, I stood there, simply watching her sleep, cherishing the quietude that had settled in my heart.I lifted a hand and gently caressed her c
"What do you mean?" I asked as we walked on, past the corridors of the pack house and towards the front door. The entire pack house seemed to have emptied out: I knew that all the guards and maids were at the scene of the execution."The crowd...." Colin paused as we reached the front door. "Let's just say news about your supposed rebellion has spread like wildfire, and people aren't too happy with you."After these words, Colin pushed the front door open and walked out. I followed him closely, pondering on his words. "They're ready to tear down the entire pack house if Julian is eventually killed, Alpha." Colin continued."Well, that's the whole essence of the execution, isn't it?" I growled, walking on."Alpha...." Colin called, reaching out to hold me back. His expression was strained and full of worry. "Do you not think you should think this execution through before doing it? Killing that man might be a tad too much—""Do you know what he did?" I snapped, cutting Colin off. I ste