LYRIC
We left the bar together, heading to his hotel as he called it. We drove off in his Arcanis GT. It was one of the most expensive cars in the world.
Whoever this man was, he was filthy rich. Could he possibly be an Alpha?
A part of me had been tempted to ask questions, but none of it mattered. We were simply going to make love and never see each other again.
......
It was the best night of my life. He made love to me in the sweetest way. Although, it was my first time, I wasn't sure intimacy could be any sweeter. I didn't want us to stop.
The stranger had been shocked to know I was a virgin. The entire session, he kept asking if I was fine and needed him to be more gentle. For the first time, someone cared about my feelings.
But something unusual happened during the intercourse.
Everything had been going so fine until he suddenly jerked while inside me and came with a deep groan.
I was shocked, but we were both in the moment and could not ask questions.
He got off me almost immediately, sitting on the edge of the bed.
"That is strange," he muttered to himself.
I was equally confused. I thought he couldn't finish on a woman?
He looked at me, and from how long it was, I could tell he was staring at me like I was a puzzle.
I was still lying on my back, exhausted. Soon, he joined me, lying beside me. He held his head up with his elbow.
"Who are you?" He ran a finger along my jaw. The touch was electric.
I swallowed hard. I am just an ugly girl who has been abandoned by everyone she's ever come across.
To my surprise, he took off his mask.
My mouth fell open in shock at the face before me. Good Moon! If he wasn't the most stunning man I'd ever met!
He was too good-looking. I could never have someone like him. He was too good for me.
I pulled the duvet further to conceal my body.
"You should've told me you were a virgin at the bar," he said.
What did it matter? I didn't care about being a virgin anymore.
Slowly, his hand reached for my face. Realizing what he had in mind, I gasped and recoiled.
"No." I shook my head, gripping the duvet tight.
"Why? You've seen my face."
Still, I shook my head.
"Our deal still stands. There's nothing to be afraid of." He added.
You don't understand! You'll hate me if you see my face.
The night was going too smoothly. I didn't want anything to ruin it.
"I'm ugly." I mumbled, dipping my head.
He seemed surprised.
He reached for my face again and this time, I didn't try to stop him. This was my fate.
He pulled off the mask, put a finger under my chin and tipped my head up to meet his gaze.
Tears glistened in my eyes as I stared into his—his silver charming eyes.
He was staring right at my face; at my scar. He was going to run away now.
I shivered and closed my eyes when he ran a finger along the scar. What was he doing?
"What happened?" His tone was soft, his fingers still caressing my face.
I met his gaze and so far, there was no resentment in his eyes.
"S—Someone attacked me." I swallowed. "I was abducted and blindfolded while they hurt me. I've visited a lot of doctors, but none has been able to help"
Seconds passed. He didn't take his eyes off me.
"You're beautiful," he murmured. I frowned. What was he talking about? "You really think the scar makes you ugly?"
I shook my head, pulling my face away from his grasp. "I am ugly. Everyone tells me."
More to my surprise, he pulled me in beside him, wrapping his arms around my shoulder. "Until tonight, I don't think I've ever met a lady as stunning as you, Princess."
My heart quickened as I listened to his heartbeat with my head on his chest. Uncontrollably, a tear escaped my lid. He was lying. He only wanted me to feel better.
"Do you think we could adjust our deal? I'd love to spend another day with you," he said, shocking me to the core.
What!? This was not possible.
"I—I—"
"Please."
My heart melted instantly. For the first time in my life, I was being begged to stay. Not leave.
I buried my face in his chest as I responded: "I'd love to."
........
But like everyone else, he lied to me.
Like everyone else, I was deceived.
By morning, he was gone.
I woke up and couldn't find him in bed. There was no note, no trace that he had even been with me aside from the ache in-between my legs.
And to make it worse, someone showed up at the door, asking me to leave.
"The man I came with last night, do you think he'd come back?" I asked the man, my heart racing in my chest.
"No. It was his idea to get you to leave. He said he doesn't want to see you anywhere near this property. Please, leave this instant," the man said and left.
And just like that, my heart was shattered all over. But surprisingly, it hurt more than when I had been rejected by Roderick.
LYRIC "I'm sorry, ma'am; but I'm here to pick someone. I can't give you a free ride, if that's what you're asking." I struggled to hold back my laughter as I listened to Rufus, one of my father's oldest guards say, his eyes darting past my shoulder, looking out for the person he had been assigned to pick from the airport. "I know. You have been sent to pick Lyric Harper, right? It's me, Rufus."His eyes narrowed with suspicion. "You still haven't told me how you know my name. And...And how can you be Lyric? It's not possible." He shook his head. "Lyric is—""Ugly?" I finished for him, a broad smile on my face. He frowned as he shook his head. Back then, Rufus was the only one that had never been able to call me ugly. He was among the very few that had cared about my feelings, and even now, to a stranger, he still couldn't call me ugly. I laughed. "Well, would it help if I reminded you that your favorite soup was butternut squash and you and little Lyric used to
Roderick Fletcher. The one man I'd hoped would love me but never did. The mind was a bitch. I thought I was over Roderick's betrayal and wouldn't feel a thing when I met him. But watching him as he approached me, looking like he was the one in charge made my eyes rim with tears. I sniffled and looked away, forcing the tears back in. "So, I had to come over to speak to you myself," he leaned against the counter beside me. "How daring."My throat was tight, unable to find any words. I feared there would be a crack in my voice if I managed to speak. Three guards hovered beside him, their eyes darting around. Roderick looked sophisticated, like he'd obviously been having a good life. What was he even doing here? Was he picking someone?"What's the name?" He tilted his head as he asked. I said nothing, won't even look at him. "Hello?""I don't feel like disclosing my name to strangers," I finally managed. My voice was tight. His eyes beamed with amusement. And here was a man who n
LYRIC It had to be a joke. Or at the very least, not what I was thinking. Father's eyes turned more serious as he moved toward me. "I thought of offering Nora to him, but she's already with someone else, and the Alpha King might become furious if he thinks we're trying to offer him someone else's woman. This is the reason you're the only choice we have, Lyric. And... you have no idea how perfect it is that you have your face back. Initially, I had been worried we'd have issues with the Alpha King accepting you, but now, I am confident he'll be thrilled.""Hold on," I scoffed, placing a hand on my thigh. "Please don't tell me you made me travel all the way from Draconis just to be told that I am about to be sacrificed to a demon."No wolf was stranger to the name ' Darkspire'. Even me who knew little of Pack matters still knew how dangerous they were and nobody wanted to have anything to do with them; not in this life, not in another. "Alpha Jaris is not a demon,
"Jaris, you're here." Isolde said with relief. "Please, meet Alpha Bennett of Ravencrest. This is his daughter we talked about."I'd stopped breathing since he walked in. In that moment, nothing else, other than the pain in my chest seemed to exist. Memories I'd been fighting so hard to stay buried reared their ugly heads at me. And the name 'Princess' echoed in my head, hauntingly, I wanted to scream. He had been Jaris? Alpha of Darkspire? I couldn't believe this. Unlike that night, when he looked at me with those charming eyes and called me beautiful, his eyes were very cold now; devoid of emotion. He didn't look like the man I'd wanted to spend an extra day with. He looked ruthless, like a man I wanted to run as far away as possible from. Now it made sense. That night, he'd only been sweet 'cause he wanted to deceive me. Oh, how foolish I had been. And how he must have laughed at me when I laid my head on his chest. He must have been disgusted too. I contemplated running. I di
LYRICOn the bed was a young boy, just about the girll's age, shaking profusely. It wasn't shivering-kind of shake. He looked like someone that was in hell. His forehead was beaded with sweat, and his tiny hands were fisted around the sheets. I didn't think I'd seen a little child in so much pain before. "My goodness, what is wrong with him?" I asked, alarmed, as I ran to meet him in the bed. His eyes were tightly shut, small grunts of pain escaping his throat. "It happens to him often but it's getting worse by the day. I don't know where mummy went, and daddy's busy. I can't go to him."Touching the boy's forehead, it was as hot as burning coal, I almost hissed. For the love of Selene, he was in a terrible state! A child like him didn't deserve to go through this. I should be finding a way to get him to his parents to take him to a doctor, but I think I might know what to do. I turned to the little girl to ask her something, only to discover she was crying.
"It must be mere luck," she cleared her throat. "I'm sure she didn't have to do much."I was tempted to laugh. Mere luck? Did she have any idea the effort I had to put in?She stepped away from the door. "Leave. Now."For a spitting second, I wondered why Jaris wasn't making her his Luna. She looked beautiful and already had kids for him."I'm sorry I invaded your kids' privacy. The little boy just needed help, and I thought it'd be wrong to ignore him." Dipping my head, I left the room. JARISI knew what would happen the moment I walked out on them. My mother was never one to let things go, especially not this. Although, for the first time, I wish she'd get off my back.My beta—Kael—and head of security—Ner
JARISSomeone else treated Xylon? How did that happen without my knowledge?And was it really effective like Xyla claimed?Xylon had been suffering from this for years. No one has been able to help. "Who was it?" I asked, more interested than ever. "Oh, silly Xyla," Marta suddenly cut in, chucking. "Did you really have to call me someone else? You want it to be a surprise?"Holding a cup of what she had been mixing, she approached Xylon with it, urging him to drink. "Xyla just wants it to be a surprise, Jaris. I actually came up with a new formula, and thankfully, it worked. Right, Xyla?" She offered a smile and touched Xyla's hair with tenderness. "Why don't you go get some water for your brother, honey?" Xyla stood up and left without saying a word. She looked uncomfortable. "So, it was you?" I asked Marta. "Of course. Who else would come into the kids' room?"It made sense. No one would enter to treat Xylon without my permission. Besides, Marta was the head d
LYRIC I woke up feeling better than I'd slept the previous night. I made a mental calculation of the things I needed to do. Since father's union with Darkspire didn't work out, it was safe for me to return to Draconis, right?Draconis was a human country. Over there, I had a job, good human friends, and kind neighbours. It was nothing like the chaotic and violent world of the wolves, and I'd very much love to return to it. I concluded on telling father about it before the end of today. I'll also end my final mate bond with Roderick, then I'll be free. My life would go back to being perfect.My heart was light with joy as I freshened up and decided to drive out for breakfast. Of course, there were tons of food in the house, but I felt like cruising around the Pack—one last time, at least. My father's pack was quite beautiful.But just as my car turned onto the street, a ridiculously bright red car swerved right into my lane, nearly slamming into me. I had to stomp
LYRICThe room fell into heavy silence. Heads turned to Marta.Luna Isolde sprang to her feet. "What!? What nonsense is this!?"Jace continued with his narration. "Five years ago, on the thirteen of June, we met in Oryndor. I didn't know who she was, neither did she. But when I got to the Pack, I noticed she had been avoiding me. It wasn't until I met her that I realized why." He looked at Marta. "When we met in Oryndor, she should have been eight months pregnant. But she was not. Her stomach was as flat as that of a model's."My pulse quickened, like I was the one who just got exposed."No." Marta shook her head, going closer to him. "You are a bloody liar from the pit of hell. I have never met you before now. I'd never have anything to do with you!""Are you sure?" Jace tilted his head, his expression taunting.
LYRIC After an hour, the surgery was successful. As soon as the bullets were out and my hands continued touching him, I felt him getting better. The other doctors didn't know what was happening. Didn't know I was making everything faster with my powers. "He'll be awake soon. He just needs some rest now," I told the other doctors before leaving the ward. I rushed to the restroom to wash my hands. I was still shaking, and before I knew it, I was in tears. I almost lost Jace. If I hadn't been here to save him, it'd have been a whole different story. Who would dare do this to him? Jace never stepped on people's toes. Why would anyone want him dead?I spent a long time in the restroom until I was calm enough to leave. Jace had been moved from the surgical ward to a normal room. He was still asleep, Kael beside him. "Are you sure he'll be fine?" Kael asked in a raspy voice the moment I made my way in. "Yeah. You don't have to worry." I paused, actually taking the moment i
JACE What were the chances of bumping into someone you didn't wish to see? For Jace, it was ninety.He was at his father's complex, reviewing sales when a particular client walked in with a young, fine woman. A client he hadn't spoken to in days. Kael. After the awkward incident at Jaris' party, Jace had been doing all he could to avoid meeting with Kael. It was stressful that everyday at Darkspire, he had to pray not to run into him. He was sitting at the sales desk, the big book open in front of him. But his mind totally left the book and was occupied with Kael making his way into the shop with the beautiful lady's hand around his. They both tensed when they locked eyes on each other.The sales girls approached them immediately, offering them a warm welcome. But the woman beside Kael did the talking as he was busy staring at Jace. It took all of Jace's willpower to end the awkward stare and rise to his feet. "Kael. I'd love to say we're glad to have you here but, t
LYRIC Sunlight streamed through the window, resting on my face.I stirred awake from the discomfort, turning away from the sunlight and yawning.My head was a little light. It took a moment longer for the memory to flood in.Only this time...there was no memory.I slept peacefully through the night.He didn't come. Nobody made love to me.Looking at the side of the bed, I found the pill there.I brushed my fingers into my hair, completely down.The dream didn't happen because I didn't take the pill. Did this mean all the memories truly did happen in my dream? None of it was physical?****††I was so disoriented that even Jace noticed while I was having lunch with him. "Do you need a bigger spoon to turn your meal with? I could get one from the kitchen, you know?" He taunted. I rolled my eyes, snapping out of my thoughts. "I'm serious, Ly. For the past one minute, that's all you've been doing on this table. Now, are you gonna tell me what the hell is wrong with you?"I fina
LYRICMoments later, I left the man's room feeling more troubled. Guinevere was waiting just around the corner and watched me with beady eyes."Did you cry?" She looked confused.I sniffled, shaking my head. "The man and I...we just had a light talk.""So, what did he say? Did you treat him? I'm confused because Marta insisted it was her."This was so difficult. But I needed to start clearing my tracks if I wanted to live."It was Marta. Yesterday, while going on my rounds, I briefly checked on Mr. Pete. I didn't know he was already regaining consciousness. That must've been when Marta already... you know? Worked on him. I was the first doctor he saw. So, he just concluded it must be me." It was getting easier to lie by the day.Definitely not a good thing."Oh. I see." Guinevere nodded. "Did he say anything else, though?"I swallowed hard. "Yes. Just about how lonely it was when he was in coma. He's fine now."We started walking, heading to our offices."Are you fine, Lyric
LYRICAmong the clothes I picked, corporate wears were among. And as I got ready to go to TCH, I wore one of them.It was a grey knee-length dress, and I didn't think I'd ever been more in love with the color.I went to TCH for my nightshift, my heart feeling lighter and warmer.I wasn't new to this feeling. I was happy, and each time I was, there was always something to ruin my joy. This frightened me more than anything.The warmth was quick to diminish when I ran into Marta on the ground floor. Right. What an awesome way to start my evening. Fortunately, she looked like she was leaving.We walked past each other without saying a word, but that was until I recalled what I had in mind."Congratulations, Marta." I faked a smile as I turned to her.She was on me i
Dread settled in my stomach as I undressed to check myself. There was no smeared cum on me or anything. It didn't 'look' like I'd been touched. But I could 'feel' it. His arms around me. His mouth on mine. His smell.This was too real to be a dream.A few minutes later, I was with the ICT guys, asking them for a footage. Well, I was their Luna, and the moment I told them that someone might have broken into my room, they didn't hesitate to give me what I wanted. I checked the footage, and it came as a punch to the gut when I couldn't find anything. No one had entered my room, not even while I was at work.So, was it all a dream? Was that how the pill worked? It made everything feel real?When I bathed that morning, I didn't try to pleasure myself. I already felt this deep satisfaction in my belly. This unexplainable peace. It bothered me. ****† JARIS I had done a lot of bad things in life. Killed people for committing minor offenses, and hurt those I shouldn't have. Yet, non
LYRICI was shocked by how sudden the effect was. My head swirled, the room going in circles.What the...I lost my balance and would have dropped to the floor if I wasn't standing near the dresser to grip it tight.Oh, gods. What have I done? What did I take!?The sensation was worse than being drunk. It was just as if I'd been drugged by something heavier than my body could take.Dragging my legs and swinging my arms around, I managed to reach the bed. But I didn't get to climb it as I ended up on the floor, my head resting on the edge.I closed my eyes, my heart pounding in my ears.After a few minutes, it felt better.Not just better, but euphoric.I giggled at the insane sensation.My entire body seemed to be at so much peace. It felt like I was stuck between sleep and consciousness.Was I in the dream already? If I was, then where was he? Where was Jaris? Where was the man that hated me, yet made me feel good in my dreams?I knew the moment my door opened.****†****††
MARTA She walked into the patient's room with Guinevere. She had to wait around since the man was demanding for her and was called as soon as he was awake. "Mr. Pete. How're you feeling?" She asked with a warm smile. The man might have been sleeping for a long time, but he still looked dizzy. He shifted his eyes to Guinevere. "I asked for the woman that healed me.""You did. And she's in front of you," Guinevere furrowed her brows. The man gave Marta a long stare before shaking his head. "She's not... She's not."Chills spread through Marta's abdomen. This was the reason she had been reluctant to see him. But Guinevere kept insisting, saying their patient's satisfaction was important. And there wasn't much Marta could do to go against her superior. She put up one of her best smiles as she addressed him again. "Sir, I understand that you've been in coma for a long time. You're probably confused and—""No. I saw her. I know what she looks like. I need to see her."Marta's