Lyra’s pov
“By the power vested in me, I hereby reject you as my mate from this moment onwards.” Xander snapped angrily.
The room was filled with a lot of people talking, whispering to themselves as they looked at me with disgust on their faces.— my twin sister,my parents, the whole pack and the elders.
My senses became clearer and I could feel the warmth of the blanket over my body. I was half naked- with just my underwear. I blinked rapidly in confusion while trying to recognize my surroundings.
Why am I in bed when I was supposed to be at my mating ceremony? I wondered as i looked around.
The weight of confusion hit me more as I felt a movement beside me. My heart raced, I looked over as fear gripped my soul like a cold wave. A stranger was next to me with his chest bare and caught under the sheets.
“What!…Who is this? And what am I doing in bed with this man?” I questioned with my voice below whispers,clutching the blanket tightly around my trembling body.
“Quit the pretense Lyra!” Nyla, my twin sister yelled,her voice dripping with disdain as she moved closer to me.
“I knew this was going to happen, I knew you will ruin this day, now you’ve brought shame not only to yourself, but the entire family.” She paused her eyes gleamed in satisfaction and a slight smirk was placed on her lips.
“I’ve always known you have a secret lover for a very long time now, but you still went through with the mating ceremony with Xander for your selfish reasons.”
My face felt hot as panic grew inside me, her words pierced through me. “What the hell are you saying Nyla! That’s not true! I don’t even know him—I don’t know how I got here!” My voice cracked under the weight of my panic.
“I have no boyfriend!” I cried, my voice trembling. “I—I don’t even know this man! Please, believe me!” I replied,my glazed fixed on Xander.
“Then who is he, Lyra?” Xander demanded, his voice cold and filled with fury. His piercing gaze shifted to the man beside me, who remained silent, looking between us with wide eyes.
“I don’t know him,” I whispered. “I can’t remember how I got here. I… I was at the ceremony, I had a drink, and then… I fell. That’s all I remember!”
“Really?” Nyla scoffed, her tone mocking. “What a convenient excuse. Get drunk, get in bed with your boyfriend, and blame it on the innocent cocktail. How predictable.”
“Stop Nyla, just stop!!” I retorted, looking at her furiously.
“Enough!” Xander shouted while making both of us quiet. “This isn't just a minor mistake and it’s an unforgivable one. I thought I knew you, Lyra. I didn’t know you were so unfaithful and a Liar!”
I felt my cheeks getting hot with shame filling me up. The man next to me quietly pulled the sheets up as he looked back and forth between us.
But before I could even start to explain xander’s anger filled the room. The friendly look I have Always seen on his face vanished. He walked toward us with his fists tight and I felt a wave of fear over me.
“Move away from her, You b*stard son of a b*tch.” Xander growled while grabbing the stranger by his arm and lifting him.
“What is going on, man?” the man said while struggling in Jaxon's stronghold, but his words hardly mattered as my life fell apart.
As Xander's fist hit the man's jaw the loud noise shook me. “Xander stop!” I begged with fear rising in my throat as I jumped out of bed as I put my clothes on. My bare feet touched the cold floor and everything in me wanted to step in. “Please, let's try to find the truth!”
But Xander was furious while throwing punches and shouting sharp words. “You think you can just walk into this house?” Another hard hit and the man slid down the wall. “And sleep with my mate?”
“Don tell me to stop Lyra! Trying to defend your boyfriend huh?” He turned to me as his breath deepened.
My heart dropped even more while feeling heavy from what was happening.
The room was suffocating, the whispers and murmurs around us growing louder. I glanced desperately toward my parents, hoping for some kind of support, but their expressions mirrored Xander’s disappointment.
“Mom, Dad,” I pleaded, my voice breaking. “You have to believe me.”
My mother shook her head slowly, her lips pressed into a thin line. My father stepped forward, his face flushed with anger.
“This is disgraceful, Lyra,” he said as he threw as slap on my face, his voice trembling. “You’ve brought shame to our family. Do you realize what this means for all of us? For the pack?”
“I didn’t do this,” I whispered, but my words felt hollow, even to myself.
Xander took a step back while letting the guards, who had quickly come in, hold the stranger. “Get him out and make sure he doesn't escape,” he ordered with his voice quiet but threatening while leaving me vulnerable after the chaos.
“That's enough!” the elder shouted like thunder breaking through the noise around us. “This shame can't be accepted. You have shamed yourself and the whole pack, Lyra. You are banned from our land starting now!.”
His words hit me hard like a punch. “No!” I shouted with my voice shaky as I stepped back while feeling empty inside where my life used to be. “You can't do this!”
“Once again, from this moment, I Xander Bennett hereby reject you Lyra Draven as my mate,” Xander’s voice echoed coldly, cutting through the tension in the room. His words were final, like a dagger driven straight into my heart.
“Take her out of my sight,” he ordered, turning his back to me. “I don’t want to see her face ever again.”
My knees wobbled as shame and confusion overtook me. “Xander, please, listen to me,” I begged, my voice cracking.
“I don’t know what’s going on. I swear, I didn’t do this!”
I cried, reaching out toward him, but two guards stepped forward, gripping my arms firmly.
Nyla’s smirk deepened as she watched the drama unfolding while I was being dragged away, she followed me out.
Lyra’s POVThe night air was cold, biting against my skin as I stood face to face with Nyla , the sister I had once loved and trusted. The sister who now wore a twisted smirk that chilled me to my core.“So This is goodbye,Nyla?,” I said softly, my voice trembling but firm. “I don’t know how to make you see the truth, but I hope one day you’ll realize how much I loved you, despite everything.”Nyla chuckled darkly, crossing her arms. “Spare me the sentiment, Lyra. You think I don’t know you’re planning to slink away with your tail between your legs? You think you’re some tragic heroine? You’re pathetic.”I froze, her venomous words sinking in. “Why are you saying this?”“Why?” she echoed, her voice dripping with mockery. “Because I’ve waited for this moment my entire life. To watch you, the perfect little Lyra, fall from your pedestal. You’ve always been the favorite and always in my way stopping me from getting anything I wanted,weren’t you?.You were always Loved by our parents even
Lyra (Mia)’s POVThe hours went by as I tried to adapt my new reality.Every corner of the house felt strange and unfamiliar, yet the people around me spoke to me as if I had always been here even though my responses were a bit hesitant and unsure,as if I was trying to put together pieces of puzzles I didn’t know I was a part of.“Mia, breakfast is ready!” The woman who claimed to be my mother called out loudly from downstairs.Her voice carried warmth, but my chest tightened at the sound. It wasn’t my mother and that wasn’t my name.My real mother was miles away, probably grieving about my death. I doubt she is, cause she never cared about hearing my side of the story or bothered about me being kicked out of the pack.I stared at the mirror again, tracing the features of my new face. They were hauntingly similar to mine, yet distinctly different. The gray eyes that stared back at me felt foreign. My auburn hair was now silver, shimmering like the moonlight. I clenched my fists, tryin
Lyra (Mia)’s POVThe house was bustling with activity by the time I was done getting ready. The Servants moved around , ensuring everything was spotless, while my so-called parents barked orders left and right. There was an obvious tension in the air, and it was all because of him.Damion Byers.That name alone sent chills down my spine. The Alpha King of the Bloodhound Pack wasn’t just feared—he was legendary for his ruthlessness. Stories of his conquests and the blood he spilled were whispered in every corner of the werewolf realm. And now, he was coming here.To marry me.I stood in front of the mirror, dressed in a soft blue gown that clung to my frame showing the shape of my body and the front which was revealing a bit of my cleavage.My silver hair was styled up, and a hint of rouge brought color to my pale cheeks. I looked nothing like the Lyra who had once been rejected and cast aside.But as much as I tried to brace myself, my hands trembled. I wasn't ready to meet him—or any
Lyra(Mia's) POV“What are you doing here?” Damion's cold voice sounded behind me.Thinking about what you and your mother were discussing was the answer. Reality was checking in with me and I desperately craved an explanation for the mess I was in.“I was just going for a bathroom break. I lost my way and was waiting until someone came by.”I was standing at the edge of the hallway , not quite long away from the room in which I overheard him discussing a matter that troubled my mind.“Come with me. I'll show you where you'll be spending your days.”He marched forward silently beckoning me to follow. I obliged but at a safe pace. His words still brought me terror.I smiled. Surely he was taking me to a grand room.Beneath the strings that were beginning to get attached, the title of Luna was a prestigious one. I felt honoured and couldn't wait to experience the good perks that came with it.Living with Damion's scared me. The man hadn't muttered a word to me and I knew better than to s
Lyra (Mia) POV“You can’t treat me like this. I am the Luna of this pack,” I tried to defend the little dignity I had left.“Are you still talking? Do you want to find out what happens to people who test my patience?”This was the same man who had been sweet to me initially. Which abyss had that caring individual been pushed into?I looked at him, and for a brief moment, something other than rage flashed in his eyes. Just kidding. That was my mind giving me a fantasy to console my cheeks, which throbbed with pain.The last time I had seen so much rage on someone’s face was when Xander had walked in on me with another man. That traitor!Damion’s eyes were even more reddened. It felt like another slap was lined up, so I moved back for my safety. Another one of those would surely cripple me.Don’t get me wrong—I had heard the tales about the great Alpha Damion! How he was fearless in the face of danger and how he slayed anyone who so much as breathed wrong in his path.But I hadn’t met t
Lyra(Mia) POVSleep eluded me at night. How could I catch any slumber with my stomach growling in protest? Damion had kept his word and hadn't invited me for dinner. I had barely been allowed to leave my room… it's a prison… all evening. This morning I still hadn't heard from him or anyone for that matter. The door was locked from outside and a guard had been stationed to make sure I didn't try anything. Did I try talking to the guard? Yes. I had tried every trick in the book to convince him to open the door. But he was as hard as a rock. He barely answered me. I'm sure even if he had the intention to help me, the fear of Alpha Damion's punishment would not let him. I could barely raise myself from the bed. I was too tired to move myself. What was the use of getting up? There was no life waiting for me. It's not like I was going to get up and head out to fulfill my Luna duties. I was just an item to be used at will. A knock on the door startled me. “Come in.” The guard peeked
Lyra(Mia) POVMy words seized in my throat as I came face to face with the person I had bumped into. I had expected for it to be a guest that was probably been distracted. “Nyla?” I muttered under my breath in confusion. I wasn't expecting to see her there or anywhere soon for that matter. My nemesis couldn't be standing in front of me right now. Someone tell me that I wasn't staring into the same face that I had been haunting my dreams. My eyes must be playing tricks on me. “Can you watch where you are going?” I asked when I saw her raise her eyebrows. I'm sure she didn't expect me to know her. “I'm sorry I was in a rush. Are you okay?” I gave a simple nod, studying her.Those were those dark eyes all over again. But this time it didn't look back at me with disgust. Its gaze was that of admiration, of respect. Her lips wore a bright smile proudly. She was draped in a pretty dress, her pose filled with poise. Standing before me was my twin sister Nyla. I had thought when she s
Mia’s POV “Where the hell have you been? I have been looking all over for you?” Damion barked, not acknowledging that I had guests. He didn't have to. The two of them were already either overwhelmed or afraid to speak. That was not unexpected considering the kind of man he was. “I have been here, My Alpha. I tried talking to you earlier but you've been pushing me away,” I answered keeping my tone low. “You think you're powerful enough to hang around the kind of people I walk with?” “If you let me into your circle, you can find out that I'm smarter than you think I am.” “Yeah? And what else am I going to find out? That you're a traitor who was waiting all this while to stab me in the back?” “Please lower your voice,” I begged. Everyone had turned their attention to me. “Is this how you're supposed to treat your wife?” He scoffed. “You expect me to show you love?” He grabbed my arm and pulled me close. His grip on my hand was right. “You're hurting me. Please stop.” “Get this
Lyra(Mia's)POV I didn't have peace of mind until I got back to the palace. It was tempting to let myself go, but I had to put a lock on those loose feelings. Last time, I had ended up losing my life. Who knows what was going to be my fate this time? As usual, the festivities welcomed me as I drove through the streets. Sandra wasn't kidding when she said that everyone was excited about this night. I had witnessed it firsthand. The only thing I was worried about the most was getting back to Alpha Damion. I hoped that he would be in a better mood than when I had left him this morning. He wasn't mean to me. He was absent. I had only seen him all morning except for the one time he had delegated today's management to me. I met Logan at the door. "Happy festivities," I exclaimed. The cheerful mood had infected me. "Oh, someone is in a bitter mood." His face was not in the least inviting. If flares could kill, the doorway would have been painted red and splattered with bits of
Lyra(Mia’s) POV Xander had really been a pain in the butt, and I mean that metaphorically for all you dirty-minded fellas in the house. For some reason—which he didn't spill—he had me driving all around town just to avoid cops. I kept my hand on the wheel with the impression that I was harboring a criminal. As a Luna, that was not an impression you wanted people to have of you. We had spent over an hour trying to keep our tracks covered before I could finally sneak him through the gate. By the time I had dropped him off at the spot where his car was parked, it was getting to nightfall. I had lost the hour I would have used to catch some sleep. "I'm sorry we had to go through all this stress. I promise the next time won't be like this." I shot him a glare. I wished there wasn’t a second time, that I wouldn't get to see him again for the rest of my life. But wishes were horses, and I had no idea how to ride. I had to see him again. It was the only way my plan for revenge w
Damion’s POV “Come off it, Laura!” I snapped. “How many times have I told you to stay out of my business with Mia?!”Everything about this situation was wrong.For one, she had no reason to be here. I had no clue how she managed to get past the guards without being stopped.And now, she knew I was in a bunker. It was only a matter of time before everyone started asking questions.That was something I wasn't ready for—questions being asked. “This is not a prank, Alpha Damion. If you don’t believe me, you can pick up the envelope and check out the pictures yourself.” I wanted to push her out of the room along with the package she had brought with her. But curiosity had held me in bondage and wouldn’t loosen its grip until I satisfied it. I tore open the envelope, making sure not to destroy its contents. Right in front of me were pictures that I disliked as soon as my eyes fell on them. “What the hell?” I muttered to myself, feeling my butt give way as I fell back onto the couc
Damion's POV I turned around in my bed restlessly. Being locked up in my room all morning was not the best kind of treatment, but it was the only way I could keep myself in check. I got down from the bed, unable to get any rest. I paced around the room, which was awfully quiet. It was more like a bunker than a room. There was only one way in and out, and the door could only be opened from the outside. It was stocked to the brim with snacks and as many groceries as I needed for the night. That was all I would need for the night. There was nothing I didn't have…well, except for liquor. My mother was of the opinion that it was better to go through the night without getting my head riled up. All I had that connected me to the other side of the bunker door was a button that sat at the top of my bedstead. One push, and a maid would find her way in here.Ohh well…I am being imprisoned. And it is for the greater good of everyone.Sad to say what the reason was,“But I am a monster.”
Lyra(Mia’s) POV.A day in the office was everything you would expect. It was hectic to the core. The demand for drafts were alarming and the workload threatened to break my shoulders. I barely got the chance to get up and have myself a feel of lunch. I had to eat my bagel at my table. I was working twice as hard as everyone else at work and that was no pun intended. Everyone was looking up to me to maintain my fame and the only way to do that was to milk out more beautiful designs. “You look like you're about to pass out,” Sandra sympathised with me. “Where the hell is the Alpha? He is the one who is supposed to handle all these schedules, not you.” I sighed in resignation. “I don't have any reason to complain or question his actions. I'm just doing what is expected from me, my job!” I had a feeling that something wasn't right with Alpha Damion. It was unlike him to stay away from work, worst of all to stay away from work on a day when he has all these important meetings.“This i
Xander's POV He who tickles the balls of the tiger should be ready to wrestle. That is a popular saying, and most of the time, it gives a glimpse into what is going to happen. But it wasn't what happened in my case. Damion had formed his own pack and had tried to take over my business. I had promised to strike back, but I had been impotent at fighting against the pressure. I had promised that I would show him a violent side of myself, but I had failed to fight back. He had walked into my pack and trampled on me. And I didn't have a say. How much weaker could I prove myself to be? Just when I thought I had my peace, someone rushed into the room without bothering to knock. I looked up to see Nyla at the door, walking toward me. “You have become lazy, Xander. You have indoors all day. Are you not aware you're supposed to be coordinating affairs around the office?” “Don't bother me with your yapping this afternoon, Nyla,” I snapped. “If you don't have something important t
Damion’s POV I have been holding it in for too long. My feelings toward Mia have been like a rash that wouldn't go away no matter which ointments I applied. I was not used to feeling this way about a woman. The only feelings my heart had known to process until this moment were lust. Love was not on the cards for me, especially toward the woman I hated the most in the world. “What?” she asked, and I lifted my chin to look at her. It was hard enough that I confessed. Had this change not shown up, I would have probably ended up bottling it in for the rest of my life. But her question had struck the well deep enough to bring forth a pool of my secrets. “It's the only explanation for this unusual desire I have toward you. It's like I want you to be mine and mine only. I hate this feeling. I want it to go away, and I hope if I fight it long and well enough, it will eventually ease off,” I struggled to confess. This wasn't a feeling that had begun from the moment I kissed her. It
Lyra(Mia’s)POV This man's lips were soft. He held me close enough to feel his heart strumming against mine. Should he let me go? Hell no! If there was a way we could get any closer than this, I would not mind. If he pulled me any closer, he would for sure crush me under his grip. My hands went over his shoulders as I held him close. His body felt familiar, felt perfect against mine. It was a raw, sensual entwining. How could I feel this much attachment to a man who had just bullied me a couple of minutes ago? I knew damn well he was a heartless cheat, but still, I was clinging to him like my life depended on it. His tongue reached deep, fighting for dominion. I was the helpless maiden craving more. He conquered me, and I submitted. I tugged at his clothes, trying to rip them off his skin. I wanted more, and I needed it quickly. I wanted to feel those rigid outlines that always tensed up under his chest whenever he was losing his mind. I wanted to run my hands along his
Damion’s POV. A barge into my office startled me. I was just getting into my nap, but the noise shot my soul straight from my body. I only relaxed when I saw the intruder was Logan. “Are you trying to give me a heart attack?” He walked into the room with raised cheeks and a wide smile. “Have you read the new bulletin for today?” I rubbed off what remained of slumber in my eyes. “No, I haven't. Should I be worried?” He sighed, placing a tablet in front of me. “I'm not going to ruin the fun for you. Go through it yourself.” He didn't have to say it. As soon as that tablet landed on the table, I pulled it toward myself and began scrolling. The first headline caught my eye. "NEW BREAKTHROUGH TALENT STUNS THE FASHION WORLD; PURE TALENT IN AN UNLIKELY PLACE!" Right below it was a picture of Mia smiling. I recalled that image. It was taken on the night of her coronation. Just beside her was a picture of the dress she had presented. It was trending. All the top