In the heart of New York, Lyra Octavia finds herself rejected by her first mate, Luca and replaced by her close friend. Her life took a tremendous turn when she crossed path with Xavier, a powerful alpha king and her lover from her past life who was cursed by the moon goddess. Her precognitive dreams returned after her encounter with Xavier. Will she discover the secrets of her precognitive dream and rewrite the destiny of her past lover when she finds out who she really is? That's for you to find out.
View MoreLyra's POV Rune was all over the place with laughter. The pulsing light from his grimoire was not helping matters.“Alright then,” I said, pouting, “what's the story?”He cleared his throat like he had been waiting for a chance to tell this story.“Allow me,” he said. “In the ancient land of Arcadia, there ruled a king named Lycaon, a man renowned for his cruelty and brutality.” He paused to see my reactions, I felt stupid as he told his tale.“He was a tyrant who delighted in the suffering of others, and his reign was marked by countless atrocities.”In all of my knowledge of werewolves, the fictions by the way, none of them began this way. The best that I could lay hold of was getting bit by a rabid wolf or another wolf.But those wolves or werewolves had to have an origin too.Rune's voice coupled with the tale he told snapped me out of my thoughts. “Lycaon's palace was a place of darkness and fear, where the sounds of screams and wailing echoed through the halls.”“One day, Ze
Lyra's POV.“I came to inform you of the activity we had planned for this afternoon,” Nikolai said. I looked at my wrist, it was way past one in the afternoon. Time sure flies when you're having fun.Nikolai looked at me suspiciously.“Can werewolves smell sex or even sexual tension?” I thought. One thing I wanted to avoid so badly was stories to my name.“Oh...I remember,” Lucas said. He looked at me like he was expecting an answer or something, if not from my lips, maybe from my expression.I gave him none, I was sure of that.I expected him to agree and disengage himself from whatever activity he had planned with me, and leave.“Give us forty-five more minutes,” he told Nikolai, “Lyra here is working on her breathing, she needs to be more silent during the hunt”“No!” I screamed internally, “This is not what you're supposed to say”“But really, it's no bother,” I said out loud, “I can practice that on my own.”“Besides…” I said turning to Lucas, “I've had enough of you in my hair
Lyra's POV “You're late,” I said boastfully, “one might say you're slow.”He was silent and zoomed past me into the pig sty. I followed and picked up the protective farmer gear I found laying around.The leather jacket I was putting on, courtesy of the Darkmoon couture, might have cost me nothing but I wasn't going to let anything from that pigsty get on me.I had found an apron along with some knee-high boots and put them all on before we got to the pigs.Lucas must have observed the change in my steps and turned to me.After a good look at me, he finally spoke up.“You're not going to need that unless you intend to clean up the mess after now,” he said looking from the shovel I held in my hands to my face.He was entirely different here, while we were alone. I was melting, slowly, but I was not letting myself get carried away from my promise.“Why?” I asked, examining the shovel that I held in my hand closely.I prayed he wasn't thinking of me cleaning the sty with my bare hands.
Lyra’s POVThe alpha, Xavier as I had learned his name to be, had been absent from the manor for a while now.“He'd be back soon and just in time for your official ceremony in two weeks” Rune had told me when I inquired of him.It's been a week since then and it has been bittersweet.Xavier had given me a job during my stay in the manor and I had forgotten how life was treating me just before my acceptance into the Darkmoon pack.But occasionally Luca had been a cause, a good one at that, to remember how I got here.I was fascinated with the couture the pack ran, one of their many strings of income, that I flung myself immediately to them when given the chance.“Very good,” Lucas had said when he heard me make my choice.“The couture is my personal favorite, it's a good thing you can work for me from there”“Work? For you?!” I asked at the top of my voice.He had satisfaction written all over his face after my outburst.“Yes,” he responded in his casual arrogance, “do you have somethi
Lyra's POV.There was no way this was happening, not while I lived and most definitely not in my presence.“Umm, what? What's going on?” As the constant breath escaping the nostrils of everyone present there in the hall, I was unnoticed. Important to the discussion but unnoticed.“Very well then. You, Lucas, will be testing her, Lyra Octavia,” the alpha said finally with an air of authority.“Oh hell nah! I disagree, not very well. Lucas will not be testing me,” I said in resistance but that was all in my head. I prayed for a chance to speak but was given none. What would I have said if I was granted the chance to?Tell them the tale of the rejection Lucas suffered at my hands or?I must have judged too soon when I saw no downside to accepting the proposal to be one with the Darkmoon pack, family, or whatever.But being in the bond as Lucas? I was ready to tear out my hair and feast on it. I'd rather die than give Lucas that satisfaction.Yes, I'd rather die and be forgotten than le
Lyra's pov I blinked my eyes severallyThe realization of the whole thing hit me hard, harder than I expected.I know I was eager to see the end of the whole thing but there I stood, beforehand he who kidnapped me and fancy people dressed to the high heavens.That brought me to the biggest question I've had to ask myself.“Who was that lady?” he was the wolf, Rune the hand that led me to him. But who was that lady who was murdered by the wolf?“It's nice to meet you again,” I might not have noticed this the last time we met, but his voice threw me off guard.Silky and smooth enough to knock me off temporarily from my train of thought.I wondered why it was different the last time and I found solace in the rage that burned inside of me that night.But today was different, under a different circumstance.“I honestly thought I'd never see you again but look at you, standing here, strong, bold, and audacious,” the Alpha uttered. Here I was basking in the seductive melody of his voice t
Lyra's pov What was happening to me?Why are these visions and most importantly why do they look like they are coming to pass? Why do these premonitions seem so real?Rune was oblivious to what was happening to me. I looked at every object and every person carefully to see if I could trigger something to further prove or disprove that what I saw earlier today was real.Nothing was helping, nothing clicked and nothing most definitely rang a single bell.“Almost there now,” Rune announced.I expected the best honestly but something would not let that premonition go. Not like it had ever mattered or happened before, save that one time. But even then, it didn't seem like it happened in real-time.The decor from the moment Rune announced changed.The hallway was a masterclass in elegance and refinement, a symphony of opulence that unfolds with each step. My gaze was first drawn to the soaring ceiling, adorned with intricate moldings and gilded details that shimmered in the soft light.
Lyra's povI walked up to the door with thoughts and questions raging in my head. I still don't see how I got here. None of this was my fault. I turned to make one last plea. I was ready to take the blame. I just needed my mother in these hard times, heck, who was I going to tell of my ordeal with that wild earlier? “Mother please, we don't have to do this, not again” I pleaded.“Mother please, just listen to me,”“I have no daughter,” she responded as she grabbed the phone and dialed some numbers.I knew what that meant at this point. Rejected by my mate, and rejected by my mother.I became a lone wolf, easy prey, and my first predator.My mom had them on the line.Giving them every bit of information and descriptions about me, down to the last button on my shirt.I ran out through the front door, all the way to the back, and leaped over the fence. I had run a reasonable distance before I heard howls and saw bright lights coming from the direction of my mother's place.I ran int
Rune’s povIt felt good getting back at that wizard. Something about it felt wrong especially the way he was looking at Lyra with fear evident on his face but I didn't care. If not for anything I used Lyra as my consolation. He almost drained her soul from her body. He deserved worse for using such spells on another living being especially when he was not being attacked. Lyra was helpless and yet he used spells with the power to inflict excruciating pain on its victims.I was back at the residence with Xavier, and he was looking like a drenched puppy. I offered him a shot of vodka as I was having several shots too. “You should have a shot yourself, you look like a drenched wolf cub,” I poked at him. He was always an easy tease. He took it well and he chuckled in response to my teasing. Or so I thought.The words that came out of his mouth threw me into a frenzy.“Drink up,” he let out, “Rest and do that quickly, we're heading to the Darkmoon manor at once,”It took me a while
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